HYUN-JU IN THE TRAILER FOR SEASON 3??

Born to eat her out (or suck her dick or whatever), forced to be a fan 💔😔

Guys I need her to be real oml..

Hyun-ju look-alike contest in my bed tonight!

I need her so bad it's not even funny!

especially *insert all of them *

Girlhood,

Girlhood is doing your friends makeup, girlhood is giving a random girl who needs it a pad, girlhood is sharing a bond over music tastes, girlhood is swapping drinks with your friend, girlhood is not judging another girl for her embarrassing moments, girlhood is standing up for your friend, girlhood is sharing food with your friend, girlhood is sharing lipgloss, girlhood is sisterhood, sisterhood with someone you have no blood relation to but still feel a connection too, girlhood is having a connection to another girl without knowing her, girlhood is care.

Please know that I will love you forever </3

Still - Poem

I am rot / I am foul / I am nearly gone / Still you kept me in your embrace / Satan streched out his hands / With his long fingers / To get me to him / To get me to purgatory / Still you kept me in your embrace / I bled on your bed / I bled on your carpet / Drowning us both in my blood / Still you kept me in your embrace / The little girl inside me is long gone / The girl with fair hair / The girl with a pink room / The girl with dreams / The girl you fell in love with / That girl has vanished / Still you kept me in your embrace

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

This is my first poem I am uploading here so please be nice..

Wandering ~ Poem

Once we die

Start to decay

Rot

Where does our soul go?

Does it stay in this prison of

bones and blood

flesh

Or does it wander?

Visiting our childhood home where we used

to laugh and dance

love

Can we still go back?

Will we return to the places we knew

where we were still pure

innocent

or will we simply vanish from existence?

Can you answer me this question, love

or will I have to beg

plead

so my bones can ultimately rest?

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.