pan women? valid
bi women? valid
pan women? valid
bi women? valid
You weren’t born gay, you chose to watch Sailor Moon and subsequently see Sailor Jupiter and now you just be like this.
sapphics of any kind in a qpr? valid
I’ve never done this but I’m really about to promo myself to find me a boo. So! Hi! My name is Isabel but I go by Bella, I’m 22, she/her pronouns and I live in Portland, Oregon. Aquarius sun, Cancer moon, Scorpio rising btw! Some things about me:
I don’t smoke, but I love wine but I’m not a huge partier
We probably have a show in common.
If you like to be called zaddy/daddy, you’re one step ahead.
I cannot stress this enough: I DO NOT LIKE FEMININE PRESENTING PEOPLE. I am strictly attracted to masculine presenting people who are assigned female at birth. Oh, and I am queer.
I see traveling, no kids, & an art therapy career in my future.
I’m monogamous! I’m down for long distance but I need to know and trust you’re not gonna pussy out 2 years in like the last one.
Pls act like we’re already friends and be chaotic bc I Physically Cannot keep doing “hey how are you” conversations. That being said, I’m blunt and I know what I want. I consider myself confident, sure of myself, and I need someone who’s on the same wavelength as me. I need someone intelligent especially with emotional intelligence, funny, sweet, charming and down to earth. I love someone who’s genuine and honest. I need healthy communication. I need the same energy I put out. Someone who hypes up my art, and respects me. Also if I’m completely honest, if you’re a good cook, love photography, art AND literature we’re probably meant to be.
I consider myself picky because I’ve been screwed over so many times and so I’m finally just putting myself out there like this to see what happens. If anything, I guess I’ll make friends from this.
PSA: if you’re trying to play a lesbian on screen, and you’re just pretending to be all sultry and smooth, you’re doing it wrong. You need to be soft and sweet. Looking at your love is like watching a small kitten play with a little toy. It’s seeing stars shining beyond the atmosphere of a cool rock, one we have the pleasure of being born on. It’s insanity and clarity. Every good feeling bubbling up to the surface of your heart. She is magic, and you are an unexpected onlooker, saturated in astonishment
Crush: Do you have any secrets you want to tell me about you?
Lady lips on my lady lips…bliss..
i mean y’all might think i’m exaggerating but i absolutely guarantee you that every. single. time. a woman walks past me and i can smell her hair/perfume/etc i actually feel my soul ascend and hear poems of Sappho in my heart. no cap
Sometimes I can’t get you out of my mind;
It’s like you’ve entered my brain and chose
Not to leave
Because every inch of my mind reminds me
It’s almost like
You live here now.
Your notepad is strewn carelessly
On the couch, left open on an unfinished
Drawing. Your light up shoes
Are in my shoe rack, kept away safely.
Your earphones are left to charge
On my dining table.
I can hear your music make its way to my ears
From my room.
How can I stop thinking of you
When traces of you lie
And memories of you
From every part of my life.
i dont believe in jesus but if he was real then jesus was gay. he had only guy friends and there were 12 of them all in a hot crowded room in only robes with no supervision. there is no way he didn’t do at least one of them, if not all of them. there’s no way
I love when you’re asked what you want for Christmas and you just say your girlfriends name and they just agree- only they think you’re just friends and you want to meet them because you’re friends. Then you just smile in gay and don’t actually add a reason of why you want to meet them.
me ft. the cat door thing in the background
lesbian culture is wanting really long hair that trails along the floor like rapunzel that their gf can run their hands through and plait whilst also wanting really short hair that they can run their hands through eboy style to make all the girls swoon
Meeting up for coffee with your lesbian pal and you’re wearing almost the exact same outfit… because us lesbians have one shared brain cell