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Ever since I was a child it had been very hard for me to imagine how my 'future husband' would look like, but had no problem imagining a future where my and my best friend would live all alone in the woods, her wanting to become an adventurer while I wanted to become a painter. Just two gal pals. Sharing a room. As friends do.

Just remembered how last summer I made myself a certificate out of paper but with only my name, pronouns and orientation because I wanted to shove it into people's faces while saying "I'm a certified lesbian."