Why must I “make a hypothesis” and “have a real research question?” Is it not enough to be sexy and collect random data until I stumble across a discovery?
Maybe she’ll love me
And we will hike mountains will stars in our hands and ice in our breath
Lay across fields of bluegrass dreams with rosé sunsets and stories of past lives
I’ll have someone to hold me when I cry, someone who understands why I never want to be inside
Maybe she’ll love me
And maybe she won’t
This is one of the best lesbian movies i’ve seen and it’s a fricking car commercial
My roommates came in to see me crying on the living room floor with the cat, and layed down next to me without a word
I don’t think anyone has loved me more than two married lesbians who almost never see me at home
*gives you a shiny rock* i love you. *gives you a pretty flower* i love you. *gives you a pretty feather* i love you. *gives you a little toad* he loves you too