My favorite part about being sapphic is when the things I love about other women become things I love about myself. One day I was tracing another woman’s stretch marks in a dim bedroom light. And then, seemingly by accident, I was doing it to myself in my bathroom mirror. I loved the feeling of a full hand of flesh when I grabbed a woman’s hips, and then mine didn’t need to be so skinny anymore. I looked at a woman’s lower stomach pudge and thought it was so soft and cute, then never wanted a flat stomach again. Loving women can be so healing when you come from a world that doesn’t.
Found this brightened version of the scene without the music here
Gotta say, it makes things much more... visible <3
no one asked for it but RALPH BOHNER returns in AGATHA ALL ALONG — Familiar By Thy Side (Episode 6)
I wonder whether you feel as strangely drawn towards me as I do to you.
I should be able to delete myself from other people's memories
consider the following
Needing sleeping morning cuddles that turns into lazy tender sex. Bodies tangled beneath the sheets, my thigh firmly pressing between her legs, pulling up her night shirt exposing her skin. My hands trailing up her stomach and squeezing her breasts as she grinds on my thigh, smearing a slickness across my skin. Pressing warm, open mouthed kisses along her shoulder and up her neck. Just for her to scoot back and teasingly rub her ass against me.
the book absolutely shattered me