concept: we wake up naturally together on a Sunday morning we are wrapped in clean sheets you pull me closer and kiss my forehead and I smile against your neck the window is open there’s a small breeze we’re listening to slow music and we have no plans today we are not hurried or rushed and we are in love
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if women weren’t meant to have sex with other women, explain to me syncing periods?
checkmate homophobes.
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checkmate
