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Hey lesbians, sapphics and curious souls — welcome!
I'm Laura and this blog exists because I needed a safe space to scream about women.
Come share your stories, heartbreaks, and those tiny moments that make loving a girl so special 💗
Me every day:
Lowkey scared that the girl I think is literally GORGEOUS won’t want me ‘cause of how I look… like, what if I’m just not her type at all? idk, it’s kinda messing with my head. anyone else feel like this or got advice?
born too late for dinosaurs, born too early for flying cars, born just in time to pervpost to pretty dykes on the internet
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Dear October,
it’s been exactly two weeks and i still can’t get you out of my head. i don’t even know how to explain it… and the worst part is that it feels wrong. like, i shouldn’t be thinking about you this much. for all i know, you could be talking to another girl right now, going out with someone, living your life like i never existed. and still—you’re always there, somewhere in my mind. and sometimes i don’t know what to do with that.
this morning, on my way to school, i saw a girl who looked like you. even though you don’t even live in the same city, for a second i let myself believe it was you. it wasn’t. but still, just seeing someone who looked like you gave me this quiet shock i wasn’t ready for.
today i decided to wear the bracelet you gave me. at first, i kept it in my pocket, like i always used to. i think i went so long without wearing it that i forgot what it felt like to have it with me. it feels like a protection charm somehow… like a small piece of you i can carry around. i almost cried when i put it on—i’m not even gonna lie. my eyes filled with tears, but i held it in because i was at school.
but when i got home, my dog jumped on me and broke it. the bracelet just… snapped. i still have some of the beads, and i’m going to keep them. but it hurt more than i expected to see it fall apart like that.
i think about you all the time. there are little things throughout my day that remind me of you. songs i can’t listen to anymore because they bring you back. places where i swear i can still feel you. i haven’t gone back to that mall where we first met—and i don’t think i ever will.
i keep wondering how everything ended so fast.
you’ll probably never read this. you don’t even speak english. and maybe you’ve already forgotten about me… maybe you’re with someone else right now. and still, every single day, i catch myself writing letters to you that i’ll never send. i just write them because it’s the only way i can get you out of my head.
maybe one day, i’ll be your favorite writer.
but just so you know—i was born into a world where you didn’t exist, october. and you were born into a world where i already did. we were even born on the same day.
so maybe someday, we’ll meet again. and maybe we’ll look back at everything that happened between us—all the confusion, all the feelings—and somehow, we’ll laugh.
I kinda hate the fact that I’ve never kissed a girl. Like… yeah, you might be wondering, “Wait, Laura, have you ever kissed anyone at all? Like, even a guy?” And nope the answer is still no.
It’s such a weird feeling, honestly. Like I’m out of sync with everyone else, you know? Like everyone got the memo except me. Sometimes I catch myself thinking about it what it would feel like, how I’d react, if it’s really as magical (or awkward) as people make it seem.
And the craziest part? It’s such a simple thing. People do it all the time. But for me, it feels so far away… almost unreal.
More than anything, I just wanna experience that moment. Like, finally kiss someone and be like, “oh… so this is what everyone’s been talking about.”
So yeah… random thought of the day:
Any girl out there wanna be my first kiss? 👀💋
i love being a lesbian i love being a femme i love being complimented
i want to be someone’s first choice
And who's going to kiss the fat lesbian girl?
i need a girl between my legs, eating me out so bad oh my fucking god. i need my legs to be trembling and shaking