#lesbian blog

I’m watching the talented mr. ripley and it’s just like baby carol

it took me too long to realize I’m gay as fuck. Because girls.

Hold my hand loser, we’re going on a picnic and making flower crowns for each other

Imagine one day going home to your wife

My daily yearning is fulfilled by doing everyday tasks while I whisper ‘but make it gay’

On a warm evening, let’s sit on the hood of the car and watch the sun set and the stars begin to appear, while the radio plays music softly in the background

In the mood to pick flowers with a girl, make flower crowns and sit on a picnic blanket while she lays her head on my lap

Imagine sitting in the car together at the beach while it rains, talking about nothing in particular. Whenever silence falls, you both listen to the soft pitter patter of the rain and the waves breaking on the shore, creating a calm sort of atmosphere.

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Happy international trans day of visibility

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I liked what @here-queer-and-failing-school commented. Definitely important things to remember.

Happy international trans day of visibility

Feel free to add on

Happy trans day of visibility

And to all trans wlw and nblw, your identity is valid and I welcome and support you in this sapphic space.

Stay safe and continue being beautifully you

Self care is listening to soft music at 2am with a girl in your arms, snuggling into you and tracing a heart on your chest

Tumblr is out here recommending my own blog to me under ‘Top lesbian yearning blogs’. *staring into the distance* have I just reached a new level of lesbian?

Where is my wife to come home to and cuddle with after a long day

Currently in the mood for soft domesticity like cooking together, drinking tea/coffee in comfortable silence, making the bed while she’s in the shower, kissing her before going to work…

Mentally, I’m lying in bed on a cold day with a girl in my arms. Neither of us want to leave the warmth, and so we cuddle closer instead.

Every time I listen to this song I imagine dancing with a girl in our apartment and laughing together, neither of us wanting to be anywhere else in that moment

Craving one of those long hugs where you both feel warm and safe, and neither of you really want to let go