black lesbians, fat lesbians, disabled lesbians, autistic lesbians, trans lesbians, late-in-life lesbians, any and all lesbians who feel like they are on the outskirts of this community, I love you.
I love every single one of you little dykes.
and I am so so sorry that you’ve been shoved to the fringes of the community that should accept you in your entirety, just by virtue of your existence. it’s not okay. and it’s not fair. it’s quite honestly abhorrent and I hate it. but, I can’t fix the system single-handedly, so instead I’ll tell you that I love you in your entirety.
because I do. and so should everyone else.
femme who needs a stuffed animal to sleep x butch who picks one out for them
OR
femme who needs a stuffed animal to sleep x butch who also needs a stuffed animal to sleep
“c’mere, handsome” n grabbing a butch by their tie is needed rn
Unfortunately I am not chill and will fold if you call me princess
Bjork with The Sugarcubes for Vox Magazine, February 1, 1992 'Still crazy after all these beers.' Photography by Steve Double
sorry for liking your posts you’re either really relatable or i want us to fuck nasty it could be either or both i’ll never tell
˚₊‧꒰ა what girls want ໒꒱ ‧₊˚
i need a butch who is obsessed with me. who looks around my apartment and just sees all kinds of places to fuck me. who imagines bending me over the counter and taking me in the shower and fucking me against the wall. who wants to make love to me anywhere and everywhere just as long they get to have me