Just had a dream that a novel exists which is written from the POV of an old man dying in the 1920s in the form of diary entries and bit by bit it's revealed it's actually a closeted trans woman who was out during her youth and forced to recloset and now I desperately want to read it
Call me miss Turkey 🦃 the way I want to get stuffed
I wanna lay on someone's chest while they talk about their special interests. Like, you know a shit ton about space? Tell me about it. You think the ocean is awesome as fuck? Lemme hear it. You know a lot about bugs? Enlighten me. I just wanna see my partner have the fire in their soul, u know?
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Hiii, just wanted to let u know I love u <3. Hab a good day! If u find my blog just be nice. No TERFS obviously.
fun prank to play on sleepy girls: go up behind them, wrap your arms around them, and cuddle them for a few hours.
the look on their face will be epic
I FUCKING LOVE BEING POLY!!!!!!
I love that my partners can love whoever they want, and that they choose me. I love the secure feeling that no matter what they will always care about me. I love that they love other people and eachother just as much as they love me. I love that I'm one of the many beautiful things they choose to be around.
Sometimes a cigarette, is just a cigarette.