If I ever share anything that was AI generated it is purely by accident. I hate that it's getting harder and harder to tell and it makes me want to never use the internet again. It definitely had its faults, but man I miss the internet of the 2000s so much.

acts of love i cannot wait to give to my future beloved butch: kissing their hands and fingers as if i'm chasing every corner of their skin, wrapping my arms around their neck and peppering their whole face when they ask me 'how do i look?' after getting dressed, holding their hand in mine tight when there's a big crowd to walk by, petting the back of their head light as a petal i can when they hide their face in my chest, going over an answer when they ask me about something in the softest tone i could find in my heart, calling them over to taste something while i'm baking and kissing their cheek when they're pondering, closing their necklaces for them from their back, fixing their scarf for them when it's cold,

having different interests from my butch lover but intently wanting to get to know about what brings them joy. even if it doesn't get me, and if they wish to share it with me, of course. sitting close to them on the surface they're on, absorbed in what they're doing, asking for if i can know even a little bit of it. putting my head beneath the shell of their shoulder, asking small questions with a trace of adoration on my lips. touching, but only if i can, pointing at things to ask what they're about and what they like of it. building a little list on the side of things that might be interesting for it, especially when i'm meaning to get them something as a gift. thanking them for letting me in a part of the things they love, because that's not a given. peeking from afar while they're at it again, smiling to myself, knowing that they're doing something that makes them happy.

i want a femme to dig their nails into my back so hard it leaves marks, but that’s just me

If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.

My type in butches are nerds who excitedly tell you about their interests and because I want to hear what they have to say I start to slowly kiss them on their neck and vibrate mhmms into their collarbones until their breathing hitches and they start grinding against me and feverishly pull me up to their mouth and then when it's all said and done and we lay there naked, sweating and tangled in sheets I ask them my follow up questions and they light up again

It’s been a while since I’ve said it so might I just remind everyone that tall women are the goddesses of our world and I would worship each and every one of you if I could my loves

to no one’s surprise i ended the year horny and i started this new year horny as well. i don’t care about new year’s resolutions i just want lesbian sex

i need to get butcher and bigger in 2025