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pealeii · 11 months

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You know I’m not a lesbian but sad sapphic songs really rip open that wound in my chest so softly that no other music does

#‘i’m not a lesbian’ still love women tho #sad sapphic #sad sapphic songs

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nighttime-thoughts · 1 month

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Am I allowed to cry when I was the one who destroyed us ?

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napping-sapphic · 9 months

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Thinking about cradling a butch’s head to my chest and running my hands through their hair while singing queen’s good old fashioned lover boy to them

#wlw #wlw mood #sapphic #lesbian #butch lesbians my beloveds #it’s always been my fav queen song and i was SO sad when i realized i was a lesbian so it didn’t really apply to me #then one day i found out about butch and he/him lesbians and my world opened back up #song with the word ‘boy’ literally in the title #me: i can make this about lesbians #tbh i feel like freddy mercury would approve #can yall tell i have been thinking about butch lesbians lately?? be honest #i just think they’re neat #and im in love with them but whatever #im gay and i like sleeping #idek if this post is relatable at all this is for me specifically

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ohmanareyoucereal69 · 1 month

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pierog · 1 year

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been listening to loads of carly rae jepsen lately.. happy pride

#sorry i get that sapphics love yearning but i am sooo over sad indie wlw movies and songs.. i love to boogie x #carly rae jepsen #comic #comics #lesbian #sapphic #wlw #art #mine #personal #lgbt #its pride month where I live ok #shes the opposite of a fag hag

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carolineishere · 3 months

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on yearning:

i spend all my energy thinking of you. the way we touched. the way we danced. the way we almost kissed, but didn’t.

it always pinches a nerve when straight girls go on about how much easier it must be to be gay, how hetero relationships are so complicated, but sapphic relationships must be so easy. the truth is, i can’t imagine a more difficult thing.

how can the divine feminine be in love with mother nature herself and it not be complicated? women feel. the feel so deeply it hurts. but most keep it inside, at least i do. i feel so intensely i feel to my own detriment. i sit on those feelings and let them fester and expand and rot and flourish inside me all the time. it kills me to live the way i do, and maybe it’s because im too shy, or too aggressive, or too ugly, but the opportunity for me to love doesn’t arise often.

so, when it comes, i treat it as a welcome guest. i lay the table and wait with open arms for a feeling i know will completely consume me. at this point, its expected, and yet i still look forward to it.

it’s crazy how one person can take up so much of my mind. do you know how you affect me? even a year later you’re all i think of. it’s a different kind of pain missing something you never really had. what makes it worse is she probably did know, but neither of us addressed it.

i still remember the day we had to say goodbye, i’d had it planned for months: you’d walk me to the train station, i’d buy a ticket for Bergamo, and when my train arrived i’d look you in the eye, tell you how long i’d been waiting for this, pull you in, and kiss you. but we’d accidentally stayed too long at the cafe, we ran into friends at the park, we had to run for the station. the only thing i could manage was to hug you. how long did we hold each other? a minute? 5 minutes? 10? all i knew is that my eyes were growing wet, and finally they overflowed when you squeezed down.

-when YOU squeezed down. right in the small of my back. you never initiate, but YOU took initiative. usually you just go along with what i start, you always made me worry i would push your boundaries, but you never stopped me. i wonder how i could’ve gone before you stopped me. maybe you’re like me, wanting the other to confirm before you try something new,-

when you held firmly down you gave me just enough to confidence to whisper through a red face and runny nose “facciamo come gli italiani, due bacini sulle guance” and so that’s how it ended. two kissed on the cheeks and wiping away my own tears, wishing it had been your hands on my face. your hand in my hand. your lips on my lips. your laugh in my mind. instead it was silence.

i didn’t look back when i stepped in the train. i sat opposite the platform so i wouldn’t have to see you, instead i saw the replication of my own embarrassment, incompetence, and shame as i knew i would never see you again.

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fromevertonow · 2 years

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House of the Dragon isn’t about THE House of the Dragon. It’s about a fractured friendship between two women who’ve been torn apart by patriarchy. Say it with me: HOUSE OF THE DRAGON IS NOT—

#in a way it’s a really sad love story #and I don’t mean that in a sapphic way #it’s just that when you have a fight with your best friend in the whole wide worls #with the one person who truly knows you in such an intimate way #it’s more heartbreaking than a romantic relationship #hotd #rhaenyra targaryen #alicent hightower #house of the dragon #game of thrones #a song of ice and fire #asoiaf #milly alcock #emily carey #olivia cooke #emma d’arcy

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thisisapaige · 6 months

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Clocked as Canadian by Spotify Wrapped

#do they shove all canadian music in candian indie cause every year it's in my top five lol #(they also clocked my when they suggested 'sapphic longing' music. like shutupshutupshutup)#paige rambles on #anyway this was the year of sad angry woman one sad angry man and a dude who writes catchy songs about hot womenthat get stuck in my head

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moonlightsapphic · 1 year

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for the past 24 hours I’ve been listening to fletcher’s you ruined new york city for me, the s(ex) tapes, and girl of my dreams and crying about the sapphic heartbreak in my twenties that I’ve never even had like holy hell how does the woman write like that