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All Dreams Have Meaning
“all dreams have meaning”
yeah well I spent ten hours dreaming about gay sex so what does that mean
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More Posts from Heart-of-poetry
June mornings. The rush of the current at the lake where you kissed my cheek. Daisies dancing in a field. Trees that whisper to you as you pass them by. I think you are all of these things. Or all of these things are you. I never noticed them before, but I do now. I never cared much about my time on earth, but now that I’ve felt your lips brush against my skin, I never want to leave.
I cannot bear to exist in a world where you are not present. I am not my own person. I am partly you. When you left, I did not lose myself. I knew that what was gone was not something that could be found again. You died, and I did too. When you haunt me, it is not only you that I am haunted by, but also myself. It was not enough that all that I am was taken from me. You insisted on following me around. You came back to earth just to whisper in my ear. I cannot bear it. I cannot bear to hear my voice. I cannot bear to hear the voice of all that is lost.
my favorite form of intimacy is the Secret Glance. you know, the one when your lover is involved in another task, yet you can’t help but stare at them. Or, alternatively, the one where you and your lover are in a crowded room full of people, and you hold each other’s gaze. I’m a sucker for those.
guys I am in physical pain rn.
I still don’t know if she’s straight but I saw her tonight and she’s just sooooo pretty ugh I wish I could know I wish I could know
not to mention, they do it as a loud proclamation of queerness to a world that is actively attempting to erase and criminalize being lgbtq+. what they are doing is protesting hate by creating joy for their community.

imagine living in a world where almost every popular female artist oversexualizes herself for male attention as a matter of routine and claiming boygenius, three gay women who perform in suits and strip to make a point that women’s chests shouldn’t be sexualized and make out because they’re in love with each other, is setting feminism back.