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my favorite love language is trying, actually
like when people try to learn your hobbies or try to play the same sports that you play in an effort to get closer to you, people who try to love you the way you love people, people who will go to places you want to visit just for your sake, people remembering, putting in an effort. just. trying
napping with mira
I'm, above all else, a tangentgirl. always saying shit like "sidenote," "oh also," "by the way,"
listening to an album you used to love but overplayed for yourself after a really long time after the overplayedness has worn off and it sounds like it's supposed to again is the closest to being in heaven you can get during your mortal life i think
There’s just something so lovely, soft and tender about the the way girls love other girls. It makes me so happy that I’m a girl who’s attracted to girls
all i wish is for us to stay in bed together forever. cuddling under the blankets with your hands wrapped around me, pulling me as close as humanly possible.
I’d like nothing more than to curl up in bed with our arms around wrapped each other and just stay that way
i want nothing more than to crawl into her bed right now and curl up in her arms. listen to her softly breathe as i slowly succumb to a deep sleep. feel her body move as she dreams and wrap my arms around her chest, feel her soft skin under mine. i want to kiss her capped lips softly as she is deep in sleep, just as reassurance that im still here. i want to feel safe in her bed alongside with her, as if we are the only two people who matter.
the thought of making a house a home with a girl literally will not leave my mind. like picking our bedroom color, what kind of kitchen we’re going to have, our bathroom theme, are we going to have a garden, what type of flowers or foods will we have, will we have a little library or game room? don’t even get me started on painting together and choosing the furniture omg
"Match my freak! " Bitch! Match my ethusiasm! Match my whimsical joy and wonder and dumbassery!!! Match my optimism and thoughtfulness and clown shit or you can get tf out, respectfully.
I know that the majority of the posts on this blog have a sexual connotation to them, but ultimately the thing I’m yearning for most is connection.
Of course I’d love to find somebody who’s into all the same fun kinky stuff as I am! But what I truly want more than anything is somebody who understands me. Somebody who wants to learn me. Physically, sure, but also emotionally, mentally, and spiritually.
I want somebody who won’t just be a lover, but also a friend, a confidant, and a partner.
I want to wake up next to her with soft morning light coming in through the windows.
I would roll over toward her, fit my arm over her waist, and snuggle a little closer together under the blankets.
My head on the pillow behind her, I can smell her hair and the cool morning air coming in through the window. The warmth of our bodies under the blanket pulls us back down toward sleep.
I feel her relax back into me when I place little kisses on the back of her neck and top of shoulder and she rests her arm over mine on her waist.
I smile and take a deep breath
And it feels safe.
spending the whole day with her doing absolutely nothing but laying in bed, just enjoying each others presence
to be that couple dating for years (or married) one still flirts with them and the other still get flustered. and every day with them feels like the first 🩷💕
Sex is sex and sex is great but sex as love? Things that would be nasty and dirty but you do it when you’re in love and it completely transforms? Sucking my strap and I put a hand on your head, not to gag you or pull you deeper but to feel how you move, to feel how much you love having me in your mouth, to thank you, to understand you, to help you understand how glad I am that it’s you, that I wouldn’t want it to be anyone else. Sixty-nining so I can feel the weight of you on me, the warmth, so I can wrap my arms around your hips and eat you slow and hungry, so I can feel your mouth on me, your whines and moans, so we can be wrapped in each other’s pleasure so deeply we forget that we’re two halves and not one whole. Bottoming out missionary with your legs locked around me, with my face in your neck, your hair, fucking you hard and deep but whispering soft and dirty in your ear, telling you how good you are, how much I need you, feeling your fist tightening in my hair, feeling the sweat slicking our skin, never being more myself or more at home than when I’m buried inside you like this. Sex that’s sex but that’s more because there’s love in it too.