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soft n sapphic

dreaming of goddesses, sunflowers and italian sunshine.

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every poem is a different style, leave me and my everchanging existence alone


January 22, 2019


is a strange word. at least to me. comes with so many implications. so much attached. i don't know if i want that. all i know is that girls are made of moondust and boys sunlight, and i'm searching for an eclipse.


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  • ghostlyglory

    l o v e l y ! hello queer sister ! let us rejoice in gayness !

    10 months ago
  • rainandsonder

    the descriptions here are so amazing? like how? as someone questioning their sexuality, i can relate, and this piece was so short but so eloquent.

    10 months ago
  • N.

    *spams the like button* thank you for this piece of art

    10 months ago
  • paperbird

    again with the metaphors! you have those mastered.

    10 months ago
  • camlily

    i love this. it should be on a poster or a billboard or something!

    10 months ago