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hiiiii so my girlfriend @mzens and i are putting together a digital zine about lesbianism yuri kissing women etc. 💌 send over anything you’ve got! sonnets about your lover, critical essays about online femslash culture, a short comic about a memorable date you went on, a flash fiction piece about bitter exes falling back into bed together, listicles ranking your favorite yuri manga, doodles of gay ocs tucked away in an old sketchbook, a reimagining of the ending of a tragic period drama, anything goes! here is our submission form—we’re closing it on october 5th to put the zine together, so definitely reach out before then if you have any questions about the details on the form and don’t hesitate to submit any work you’ve got :-)

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thistleandopal

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i don’t feel like an adult and i don’t feel like a real person and i don’t feel like i have autonomy or agency in my life although i’ve made every decision of my free will

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✨Pretty floor mosaics✨

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pictures that remind me of him

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haruki murakami, norwegian wood

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Magical stained glass

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Forgive me: I am gloomy and boring.

Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova: Uncollected Poems and Fragments 1904-1917; from ‘Latest Letter’, tr. Judith Hemschemeyer

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someone please help me find that quote about how someone was overwhelmed with the weight of the world and their problems when they were physically alone, but that weight felt like nothing in the presence of a friend and good conversation

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A reason to run back out; you were no longer there—that was all right. Then I reboarded, the train pulled out, I started reading my paper, still everything was fine, after a while I stopped reading, but then suddenly you were no longer there; or actually you were there and I felt your presence with all my soul, although this kind of being there was very different from the kind we knew during the 4 days and I first had to become accustomed to it… [I] begin reading aimlessly, put it down and then sit there with your face, looking just the way it did when we parted at the station… What else shall I say? My throat does not obey, nor do my hands.

Franz Kafka, in Letters to Milena

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Claude Monet’s winter landscapes ꙳❅

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九水巷 aka 999999999sx (Chinese) - Evening Pond, 2022, Paintings

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Le héros romantique