visiting this place at night is dangerous for a sensitive femme like me melting past her panties reading all of the filthy things i'd adore to be done on me
i know i’m too much like i want them all for myself like for them not to talk to ANYONE i feel so fucked up. but if what i’m saying is weird im just hoping they are forward with me cause i keep on telling them how i feel weird that im jealous and they’re ok with it???
i hate when people are nonchalant even when i give them a way out. like im asking you, if you don’t want to talk, you don’t have to but they don’t take it. they’ll still reply with the most blandest shit and it’s not like i want much i just want to have a convo
(1) Pay phone at corner store, (2) Harry Dodge & Silas Howard, (3) Anna Joy, Elitreo, and Asia. San Francisco 1996 by Chloe Sherman
genuinely me right now
Party Girl (1995) dir. Daisy Von Scherler Mayer
do you love me now? ✺*ೃ༄
i hate acting insane but i’m grounding myself with the fact that this is time to act like it, like yes i can tell the person i like that im only for them yes i can
my hot water bottle is burning my skin so much and the pain i’m in has not disappeared..
thinking about how i never truly felt like myself or experienced desire until i truly learned what butch and femme meant, it opened up a whole world to me that i had seen but never known, i hold so much gratitude for older butch and femmes but also for the butches, studs, stemmes, and femmes i’ve seen now, who are actively educating younger folks like myself, im so grateful to be able to learn about these identities and realize that, i too, belong
ramblings of an 18 year old lesbian.she/they femme
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