Imagine a girl sitting between your legs, leaning against you as you run your fingers through her hair, and watch a mindless movie, which ends with you both asleep and cuddled up together

These are for all the single sapphics on this Valentine’s Day <3

Imagine those moments where you see her sitting on the couch in the living room, staring out the window as light from the late afternoon sun pours in, falling perfectly on her. She looks away from the window and looks at you, which makes the contemplative frown on her brow fade away and a loving smile grace her lips

I’m back and with a renewed passion for yearning!

I’m making this brief return to tell you guys about something that happened.

So, I was obviously feeling a bit down from my breakup, and my mum noticed. I was doing relatively alright until she asked what was wrong and if I was okay. So I just broke down a bit and she comforted me.

This woman straight up said: “So you two broke up.”

Keep in mind, I’m not out to her and she wasn’t even supposed to know I was dating someone. After I collect myself, I say: “I don’t still need to come out, do I?”

She laughed so hard she was sitting on the floor with literal tears streaming down her face. And you know what she said next? She said: “I may act oblivious, but I’m not stupid. You should see the way your eyes light up whenever you talk about your ‘friend’.”

Me, half-joking: “I’m sorry, I just don’t like men in that way.”

My mum: *jokingly* “you’re not really gay, you just haven’t found the right man, yet.” *can’t take herself seriously and snorts*

So that’s how I came out to my mum.

Note: my mum was joking on the last part, she’s totally supportive.

Can’t wait for those days where we can just have a lie in and lay in bed, all cuddled up, a little longer than usual. When we get up we’ll drink our morning tea or coffee and slowly make our way through the morning, just the two of us with a companionable silence in the air. I want to spend those calm days with her, only her, with not a single worry on our minds, and a sort or peace in the atmosphere that comes with truly finding your home.

What’s the point of having a queen-sized bed if I don’t have a Queen to share it with

Imagine experiencing life with them… waking up in each other’s arms, eating breakfast together, buying groceries together, watching the rain start to fall… I can’t wait for all those moments

I recently learnt about he/him lesbians and I’m making this post to form a greater understanding of this part of the community and perhaps educate someone else.

To my knowledge, people who use he/him pronouns can be lesbians because pronouns don’t equal gender. It’s just a form of their gender expression. So someone who is a woman can use any pronouns.

If any he/him lesbians would like to add on, correct me or share their own stories, that’d be great! I’d love to learnt more.

Mentally, I’m lying in bed on a rainy day with a girl in my arms, listening to the soft pitter patter of the rains drops tapping the window while we cuddle.

I saw a picture of her today and was rammed, totally pummelled, by the full extent my gayness

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i can no longer go to the Fletcher gig at the O2 Institute Birmingham (11th May) and I’m feeling generous as fuck so….

if you want the chance for 2x free tickets to see Fletcher:

• follow my blog
• send an ask saying you’re interested

it’s that simple - i’ll be putting usernames into a random draw in 2 weeks time and the lucky person will be sent the 2 tickets to the gig

as you can see i am using this blog again. so feel free to send me messages in my inbox!

question: should i make a new kik? yes or no? let me know…

It’s a blue kinda day. What’s underneath?

It was a leather and lace kinda day.

Just chilling on a cold Florida night.

It’s a lacey kind of day

Well, it is t-back Tuesday