romantic musings

kiss my until I forget my name

i just melt into you, every single time, the slightest touch leaves me simmering, pancake batter to pan

all i’m saying is… girls.

having love in your heart will literally save you from the otherwise cataclysmic experience of being a human being

spoiler alert: it’s going to get better

I love it when you say my name

The version of you right now is deserving of love. Not you two years ago when you had more of your shit together, or the five years later version where you’ll surely be thriving. The version of you right now. The one that might just be okay, or is really struggling, or is bored and unproductive. That version deserves love. Having trouble accepting this is fine, but actively denying it is not. Your value is intrinsic, and finding confidence in that is mandatory.

happy pride month to closeted lgbtq+ people. happy pride month to religious lgbtq+ people. happy pride month to lgbtq+ people with disabilities. happy pride month to lgbtq+ people of color. happy pride month to everyone who isn’t cishet. terfs stay away from this post.

happy pride month to those who are still in the closet due to their households or overall environments. your identity is still valid and i love you.