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hahaha what happens when 2 lesbians build a gingerbread house:

23

we are 23
she draws magic on my walls with a sharpie
secrets no one else knows

it smells like orange peels
big pupils
and black lace dresses

we lay under my bed on the carpet
laughing
in the dark

the world can't get us here



borrow my toothbrush

I sit on the edge of the tub and shave my legs. 
She brushes her teeth with my toothbrush.
I look behind me.
She smiles.

I hope when I'm old all I remember are moments like this.

Out There

-laying in bed in the dark texting-

Me: Do you think I'm too "out there"?
Him: No, you should keep writing
Me: It has to be real....or what is the point? Plus, not everyone has a voice to write about being gay. I am lucky to be in a safe-ish environment
Him: That is true



My heaven

Me: Italian is such a romantic culture.....
Her: I wish I was French!
Me: Do you speak it?
Her: Not at all. I just love Parisian style! I also love the lifestyle there, so relaxed and lots of cheese!
Me: Amen! Haha, I LOVE Montreal. What a great city.......love everything about French culture.
Montreal.
My heaven.








Fwd:

Falling

Your heart was the cold side of the pillow
on a hot night

I fell for you like this: