#wlw teen
me, without fail, every time i see a drawing of two girls with blonde and black/brown hair: omg it’s us!!! darling look it’s literally us!! ussss i can’t believe they actually drew us irl that’s crazy look love it’s us<3333
my s/o, absolutely done with my bullshit: yes, yes it’s us
can’t wait to stop making “i want a girlfriend” posts and start making “i love my girlfriend” posts
hey guys… good news
how do you casually tell someone “i want nothing more than to hold you in my arms and make sure you know that nothing can hurt you as long as i’m here” without being weird
thinking abt how i’m technically a he/him lesbian and how a large part of the lgbtq community hates me just nonbinary/demigirl things /hj
saying i love you is hard so.. what if we just said ily but ya know like how text to speech says it… i don’t know i think it’s cute,,
PRETY GIRL PLAY WITH HAIR WHILE I REST HEAD IN LAP WHILE PICNIC DATE PLSSS IM BEGGING GOD PLEASEEEEE
okay but i never let people come over to my house because i’m poor and like you tell.. so i get embarrassed… but she is genuinely someone i wouldn’t mind sharing even this side of myself with.. like yeah it’s kind of embarrassing but i know she won’t care too much….
do you ever just sit and wait.. hoping that your phone will light up with a notification that will make you smile… i know that i won’t get one because it’s like 9pm but.. i don’t know
i’m currently crying while listening to “ready now” by dodie,,, it’s a vibe,, i’m vibin,,,
in the past when i was in relationships i would always say stuff like “i love you and i just want you to be happy so if you find that with someone else i’ll be okay” and that was never really true.. i just felt it was the right thing to say.. it always hurt so much when someone left.. but with her if i’m not making her happy then i don’t want her to waste her time on me.. i’d do anything to make sure she’s happy.. it will sting if she moves on but if that’s what’s going to make and keep her happy then i’m happy.. and that’s the first time i’ve said that and truly meant it..
i’m good at writing and the words just flow so easily most of the time. i can write childrens stories, i can write essays, i even have a 15 chapter story i wrote in 6th grade, but when it comes to writing about her and how she makes me feel.. the words just suddenly stop.. it all just becomes this emotion.. this feeling that i cant describe. it’s impossible to put into words how perfect she is. the word perfect doesn’t even begin to describe her and no analogy, no metaphor, would even be able to help you completely understand the way i feel when i think about her. i can keep saying she makes me feel warm like that one particular sun spot on the couch on a warm spring day but thats the bare minimum of how it feels. i can say things like safe, and comforting, and calming but again those words even fail to explain just exactly how i feel when shes around. i’m no poet and i’m not some big english major or some shit but i just know that there is not a single word, not a single sentence, not a single metaphor or analogy, not a single image, not one single fucking thing on this huge ass planet that could properly describe the way i feel about her, or how amazing she is, or how i feel around her… it’s so complicated but so simple at the same time..
THATS IT YALL IM GONNA FUCKING CRY- SHE SAID AND I QUOTE “anytime my love” WTFFFF THIS WAS LAST NIGHT BUT STILL LIKE NO ONE HAS EVER CALLED ME THAT AND IT JUST FELT SO WARM AND KAJSKSJD THATS ALL
i miss her.. and not in a “we haven’t talked in a while” way because we talk almost daily.. i miss being in the same room has her… i miss seeing her smile and hearing her laughing in front of me instead of through earbuds.. i miss her calming presence that makes my heart flutter and everything feel like the warmth and brightness of sitting in that one sun spot on the couch during a nice spring day… i miss us just walking and her talking about anything honestly.. like the cool facts about the abandoned buildings we went to on our last date.. basically i miss her.. a lot.. and she’s pretty much all i think about..
I asked YOU on the date so you HAVE to paint these CDs like minecraft discs with me NOW !!!
she put up with my obnoxious ass for like an hour while we played minecraft,, that’s how i know she’s good,,, is when i say i’m gonna blow shit up in minecraft and she just goes along with it,, n e ways we built a bench like tommy and tubbo and i made my basement floor crafting tables and it was very fun and chaotic and i loved it,,
there’s something so like peaceful and like heartwarming i don’t really know how to put lol but i like that we went to school together for basically two years (7th and 8th grade) before properly interacting and then we got close in quarantine because we had shitty experiences with the same person and also needed someone to play among us with and we followed each other on insta lol i don’t know i just like that we knew each other but didn’t know each other until high school it’s just like soft feeling i don’t know lol
maybe it’s the mommy issues lol but yesterday i was sat in their gaming chair in their room and they walked back in and stood in front of me and hugged me while i was still sitting down and then started playing with my hair and i just,,,, it was so fuzzy and soft and warm feeling like just resting my head against their stomach while they played with my hair
just watching them do the smallest & most normal things truly makes me realise how much i love them… they were literally like just existing today and like helped around a bit but i just followed them around and helped them help a little.. and just watching them was so calming and i almost cried… they looked so pretty and made me so happy :))
we often say “falling in love” but i didn’t “fall”, because that makes it seem like i was blindly walking and my foot slipped into this hole of love for you, and that’s not right. i walked into love, i took every step willing and i accepted it all with open arms. every rough patch, every a little too loud laugh, every random (but much appreciated) fun fact… i wanted it all… i accepted it all. i walked into love with you my dear because i wanted to be with you and no one else, i wanted you to be my home.
