I am SO glad I’m gay. Like, there are bigots to deal with for sure, but it’s so freeing to know that I literally never have to be part of those are-the-straights-okay tropes of “I hate my partner so much haha” or “Mr. Right, Mrs. Always Right” or whatever. Miss me with that shit. Like, not to be a lesbian on main but,,,, I want to love my future wife SO MUCH and adore her like the absolute queen she is.
Im sorry for the shit android quality in my pics. Im Jess. Im 22 this year. Im just looking for someone with comment interests to talk with. Music is my life, i like to talk about it, listen to it, and read about it. I also love to watch movies and read books. I spend my weekends at the thrift store. I am an amateur writer and bass player. Culinary school drop out. Turtle mom. 420 friendly. My tumblr is @l0st-dog shoot a message if you think we might get along.
Day 30: We start the date off with a bike ride around a large lake, my partner and I stop at a meadow full of blooming wildflowers and indulge in a picnic of brie, grapes, croissants, and honey. If we are of drinking age then I will bring home made dandelion wine for us to enjoy.
From there we will go to a local orchard/berry farm and will pick fruit, enough to fill gallon sized buckets, all the while indulging in fruit ourselves and trying to hide our sticky juice covered fingers whenever a farmhand draws near.
We do other activities of my partner’s choice before heading home for the night, cooking a new and interesting meal together for dinner. After dinner we’ll drink tea and talk into the late hours of the night before drifting off to sleep in each other’s arms.