Miranda

me, a femme, tacking a rose and a sports bar gift card onto a fishing line and casting it out into a lesbian bar: find me a butch girlfriend

me, a butch, tacking a rose and a sephora gift card onto a fishing line and casting it out into a lesbian bar: find me a femme girlfriend

Me, a femme, hanging out at the lesbian bar with my butch gf, frantically tangling your fishing hooks together so when you try to reel them in its like the spaghetti scene in lady and the tramp: find eachother you sweet, beautiful, useless lesbians

If the art side of Tumblr doesn’t turn this into a mini-comic then why even does the internet exist

it got absolutely better

IT GOT GAYER

That couple that tangled the lines together totally kept the gift cards.

Everybody got what they were looking for.

op here and i’m still single.

What I’m focused on right now is reaching my goals, my personal growth, finding inner peace & surrounding myself with the right people.

If we’re “talking” I need to know what “we” are. You want a friendship? Let me know so I can treat you like a homie. You’re talking to other people? Let me know so I don’t cut anyone off. You’re only talking to me? Let me know so I only commit to you. You like me? Tell me. You’re not feeling it? Let me know so we can stop talking. I’m not going to catch wrong feelings for someone that’ll leave me hanging and I don’t want to lead someone on when I don’t want what they want.

Holy shit this

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