The Persnickity @thepersnickity - Tumblr Blog

I made a zine! It’s about butch lesbians, with 6 illustrations, and folds out into a collage of old photos & drawings. Seeing the lack of visibility and representation butches have is really sad and lately I’ve been focusing my art on creating something warm and positive for us ❤️

If you want to get a physical copy, message me here or on my instagram @ rejka (they’re £5 + shipping)

fr33ksncr33ps

bro,, what if we had a cottage in the woods where we raised chickens and had a garden that we could sustain ourselves with,, and made our own jam, and knitted sweaters and were kind to the crows,,, and in the fall we go to our local farmers market and buy apple cider,,, and during the winter we cuddled under the bigass quilt we’d been working on during the summer and did crossword puzzles to pass the time,, haha just kidding bro,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, unless

somespicyshrimp

when vita sackville-west wrote to virginia woolf “i miss you even more than i could have believed; and i was prepared to miss you a good deal” and radclyffe hall wrote to evguenia souline “and nothing will matter but just we two, we two longing loves at last come together” and emily dickinson wrote to susan gilbert “now, farewell, susie…i add a kiss, shyly, lest there is somebody there” and eleanor roosevelt wrote to lorena hickok “funny was that i couldn’t say je t’aime and je t’adore as i longed to do, but always remember that i am saying it, that i go to sleep thinking of you”

vwitxh

I want to make my future wife a packed LUNCH

iphone-aesthetics

#162 Gods

Sorry for my hiatus! I will get back to doing some requests on this account x

lilacwine1966-deactivated202212

i can have a little unrealistic romantic fantasy. as a treat

fish-to-male

it really is an underrated aspect of lesbianism the way that loving other women makes it easier to love yourself.

femmeidiot

I’m just like *calls you dumb as a term of endearment*

vwitxh

you’re in her dms, I’m taking our freshly baked bread of out of the oven that we made together in the morning whilst occasionally breaking out into slow dance to the soft music in the background