I feel like this was the worst when you were a kid. Everyone was just stupid and immature, and you could understand their feelings and their thoughts in a blink, but if you let a drop of your true ones into a conversation, they all ran and hid, terrified of the black and blue on your heart and the seeping darkness of your head. Because that second grader you play tag with on the playground doesn't want to hear about the words that echo in your head every night, the times you dig your nails into your skin and can breathe a little easier, the night you found your dad sitting on the couch at one in the morning with the most empty, hopeless eyes you'd ever seen. So we laugh and play and learn to act like a kid but we struggle to ever really define friendship because that fake, plastic thing was all we grew up with. And maybe there were other kids on that playground with the exact same thoughts, but we were just too good at what we did to ever find each other. Maybe I'll spend my whole life looking for someone with sad eyes and a bright smile so they can finally understand.
“You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.”
— Daniel Saint
Sophie : Are guys calling me a liar!?
Dovey : No-
Lesso : We're calling you a FUCKING BULLSHITTER!!!
somedays you have to be a tortured poet
somedays you are working late because you’re a singer
somedays you gotta be an all american bitch
somedays you have to get it hot like papa john
the choice is yours
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.
Happy "the husband lesbian is a better husband than I was" anniversary!
gagged for kamilla and kyle but heartbroken for thomas and the california girls
This made me so fucking angry I have to inflict it on all of you.
Book's Narcissa hits different. I can't imagine there without being Helen. But when I was a kid, I pictured her as Nicole Kidman
I tried to improve the quality but ended up blowing out the eyelashes 🤡