#sapphism

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

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.

Portrait of a Lady on Fire, Celine Sciamma (2019)

Where’s my winter gf to sit outside with me while everyone gives us weird looks because it is objectively way too cold to be outside for no apparent reason

Like I really do think I’m high maintenance but also I’m about to watch lord of the rings while doing crafts for Christmas presents while all alone in my apartment and this is the most holiday spirit I’ve ever felt in my entire life

Thinking about how much being queer has made me obsess over the word “love” like maybe it isn’t a universal queer thing, I don’t really know but everytime I’ve thought about love since I started accepting myself there’s just an undercurrent of comfort and softness and something that seems to come with it. Just from thinking about it. And not even just romantic love, just all forms of love seem to make me feel so much more of that something now. And I can’t even define what that something is exactly. And suddenly I don’t want to replace love with metaphors or synonyms because “love” itself has become a word of triumph to me. I just always want to use “love” plain and simple and so so easy now. Because yes, I love and am able to love in so many different ways and I am just obsessed with it. And now the way I view love and think about love has tied so closely with how I identify as queer and made me love my queerness too. And in the middle of all of that I have no clue how to describe any of these thoughts accurately and I definitely have no clue how to stop thinking them but also I honestly don’t particularly wantto do either of those things and am just happy with the enigma

Since moving out I literally just spend every minute of my life missing my dog with occasional breaks every three hours to yearn for a gf

Would love to be in a relationship. Just you and me and all my fictional spouses from games with dating mechanics

Dreaming about having a relationship full of mystery. Like you know I’m hiding something but we’re so drawn to each other you ignore that part of your brain trying to warn you. And even as we date and circle around each other, it becomes increasingly clear that there’s something I just won’t talk about or bring up. And we know each other completely but also not at all because there is something secret wedged between us. Finally, you stop caring and you get on one knee to propose saying you don’t care what I’m hiding. A tear runs down my face as I show you my phone. It’s displaying the naruto blog I run on tumblr dot com. You break up with me immediately and find a new very loving and honest gf. You two are happy together, but on your phone you are opening tumblr—

Like yeah the idea of comparing ourselves to fictional relationships is sweet and i love it but sometimes i just want to be you and me and for that to be enough

Girls all dressed up in their fanciest clothes are top notch obviously but girls who just woke up and are a complete sleepy mess are actually the best thing in the entire universe

Pretty sure I am on this earth simply to fall in love in the most wholesome softest way possible while externally acting like the equivalent of the knife emoji to the person I’m interested in

Honestly just so into girls wearing basketball shorts to the point where everytime I wear them and look in the mirror my lack of self-esteem gets overridden by my brain going: girl?? shorts? basketball?? hot?? hot shorts basketball girl hot?? girl shorts hot basketball???

Thinking about love and how quick you can lose it and how quick you can gain it how some of it lingers beneath your skin and some of it gets lost every time you reach out and how some of it never gets a chance to properly grow and some of it becomes dead vines wrapped around your heart and how it hurts and makes you crazy and helps and changes and is just always there ready to take hold of you in any way it can in a scary way but also in a way that comforts you more than you’ve ever known

Thinkin about those hugs where the other person brings their hand up to cradle the back of your head or your neck because wow I think that might be one of the best ways in the entire world to make someone feel loved

God I just want to be in a relationship where my partner is always on my side, there’s no better love language to me than seeking me out in a crowded room or making an effort to understand me and all my quirks or listening to random things that interest me or supporting me when I doubt myself and just YEAH

my brain: alright i’m glad that we’re on the same page now that we should focus on improving our mental health and our studies before ever agreeing to a relationship

me: yeah, i think that improving myself first is the right choice and would be really beneficial—OH A PRETTY GIRL

my brain: we literally JUST went over this

Single?? Obviously I’m not single lol I’m in a longterm relationship with yearning

I just want to date someone so i can listen to their heartbeat on days when mine goes too fast