Rholsof-Film

another morning where i don’t wake up face deep into a pretty femmes chest. another morning where i don’t wake up before her, kiss her on the head and go to the kitchen to make her breakfast. another morning where before i start getting ready for work i don’t get to burry my face between her legs and eat her out till she’s incoherent. another morning where she’s not the last thing on my lips before i leave. sad morning

manifesting for everyone to have a very lesbian summer

*pushes tear back into eye* not now

i just feel like friendship is one of the most expansive and beautiful forms of love you can ever experience and i wish we gave it more credit

I’m not the woman I was a few years ago or even a year ago but I still like to hold her hand and remind her she did her best with what she knew

onto better things thursday