You Ever Flirt With Somebody And They Flirt Back. And Youre Like. Oh For Fucks Sake. You Were Designed

you ever flirt with somebody and they flirt back. and you’re like. oh for fucks sake. you were designed in a lab to kill me.

titties. that's it, that's all i have to say.

i want sapphic women to look at me in public and think ‘i hope she likes girls’

love having a masc that towers over me completely fall apart beneath me. like yes if you wanted you could take me as you wish, but instead im making your eyes roll backwards and your breath hitch in your chest

the way my ex is my best friend and future roommate AND we still occasionally hook up is quite possibly radioactive levels of dykery

Queer people are never beating the “I still like my ex” allegations 😭

Me on my free time: