they smell like home and they’re warm like freshly baked chocolate chip cookies! their eyes are two swinging lanterns illuminating a porch where old friends reminisce and recount memories and their hair is as soft as those clouds you’d have your head in on a daydreamy and hazy day. they are everything I love about this world and more.
It’s homophobic that my neck doesn’t have hickies covering it, and that I’m not marking up a cutie.
not to be a romantic, but… longing stares??? tight embraces??? delicate touches??? soft kisses??? holding hands??? ughh!💗💗💗
mmm the vibes tonight are immaculate *chefs kiss*
so are you a “phone autocorrects butch to bitch” lesbian or “phone autocorrects bitch to butch” lesbian
today i bought my gf flowers and made soufflé
she’s all i can think of constantly, it’s so strange to care for someone with pieces that have spent so long ragged,
i worry that i’ll eventually scar her in the shape of my branding and i worry that she too, will see the side of me that i hide deep inside
and my dream is to be able to make you happy & spend everyday next to you!!
Girls… are incredible
Were you considered super smart as a kid because you spouted hateful shit your parents said in order to gain their, and other family member’s, approval before promptly being considered ignorant and/or dumb and constantly talked down to once you started thinking for yourself and aligning more with leftist ideals or are you cishet
writing notes in the margins of your favorite book, leaving pressed flowers between the pages, and resting my hand on yours as you turn the page
So Chanukah’s coming up,,,, Anyone want to be my girlfriend and bake Sufganiyot with me? 🥺🥺🥺
Christmas is coming up,,, I need a girlfriend to bake gingerbread cookies with 🥺
let’s go ice skating!! i want to hold your hand and dance with you! rest on the bench and stick so close to each other our knees touch, feeling your warmth conpared to the coldness around us… i like knowing that slipping and falling won’t be as hard as when i fell for you~
what if we went on an art date? what if you grabbed me by my hand as we entered the building that smelt of paint and crayons, what if we sat down next to each other and we started making each other laugh as you painted away on your canvas and i began to form and mold my clay, occasionally stealing shy and adoring glances at one another. what if we had a mini paint war and smeared paint all over each another’s faces and clothes and hair, not caring who was watching. what if in the end, i showed you the heart that i molded with my clay, a heart that i made for you and you loved it so much that you kissed me on the spot?,, and we were both girls 👉👈
Let’s travel the world. Let’s have a memory to tell in every continent, every country. We dont have to have a dime. All we have can be each other.
The fact that despite living on a lone rock floating through space I still have the audacity to not have a girlfriend is an outrage.