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I posted this three times tonight and had three people tell me that I helped save their life. Thank you to those people who have decided to struggle through to let us enjoy the gift of one more day of their prescence gracing us all. I hope that you all reblog this, to save another few. Because we all dserve another chance and hope in life. I went to the hospital 6 times before I decided to keep my life but I hope none of you suffer that much. And I hope you all can make that scary, seemingly painful, blind, hoping, wonderful step to live.

I want to help you in any way I can. ANYTHING. I mean it. If I had had someone stay with me and text me or talk to me all night, just one time, it would have changed my life. I know how hard those nights can be.

<3,

Love,

Emily

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oh hannah, i wanna feel you close oh hannah, come lie with my bones oh hannah, don’t look away oh hannah, just look at me the same

i don’t wanna be your friend i wanna kiss your lips i wanna kiss you until i lose my breath i don’t wanna be your friend i wanna kiss your lips i wanna kiss you until i lose my breath

oh hannah, tell me something nice like flowers and blue skies oh hannah, i will follow you home although my lips are blue and i am cold

i don’t wanna be your friend i wanna kiss your lips i wanna kiss you until i lose my breath i don’t wanna be your friend i wanna kiss your lips i wanna kiss you until i lose my breath

oh hannah, oh hannah, oh hannah, oh hannah i wanna kiss you until i lose my breath i don’t wanna be your friend

i don’t wanna be your friend i wanna be your bitch and i wanna touch you but not like this the look in your eyes my hand between your thighs oh this can’t be real it’s all just a dream

i don’t wanna be your friend i wanna kiss your lips i wanna kiss you until i lose my breath

i don’t waana be your friend lose my breath i don’t wanna be your friend lose my breath

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sapphic//songs about __

Girls with a boyfriends

your boyfriend by bloxx

boyfriend by marika hackman

girlfriend by kitty

boyfriend by tegan and sara

girlfriend by ria mae

taking off all my clothes by heidi

Breakups

talia by king princess

0108 by nakala

strangers by halsey

me & her by heavens to betsy

curious by hayley kiyoko

sheet stains by lauren ruth ward

always this way by laura marling

heartbroken forever by tender forever

now im all messed up by tegan and sara

Bad Girls

goth girls are easy by lesbian bed death

dressed in black by gossip

lesbian vampyres from outer space

she’s a gun by the greeting committee

woman dangerous by doria roberts

rebel girl by bikini kill

P.U.N.K girl by heavenly

strong woman by jen cloher

Sex

sweet girl by nicole dollanganger

bitches by tove lo

bang me box by miley cyrus

box by siya

holy by king princess

i didn’t just kiss her by jen foster

Young love

be my leia by the dollyrots

red by miki ratsula

sappho by frankie cosmos

hold your hand by nicolette forte

no kings by the total bettys

say anything by girl in red

hot like the room by my body

gossip girl by grace vanderwaal

sweet girl by nicole dollanganger

Old Love

marry me by tender forever

with a girl like you by thao

eden with my eve by jen cloher

Bisexuality

boys by maris

carmen by lana del rey

bad at love by halsey

in or out by ani difranco

think about girls sometimes by amber

i wanna boyfriend with a car by kate nash

Lesbians

I’ll never want a BF by bec sandridge

i don’t do boys by elektra

dyke march 2001 by le tigre

dyke bars never last by sapphic lasers\

blue collar sex kitten by lauren ruth ward

the only dyke at the open mic by kate reid

Pining

sleepover by hayley kiyoko

jessie’s girl by mary lambert

bestie by sizzy rocket

daisy by zedd

like me by chely wright

veronica by daddy issues

i want her by blind fury

jenny by studio killers

i wanna be your girlfriend by girl in red

Confidence

B.I.G by caitlyn scarlett

shade by iamddb

ICY GRL by saweetie ft. kehlani

boinked the bride by ember swift

checking out your babe by tribe 8

Q.U.E.E.N by janelle monae

Real People/Characters/Media

edie windsor by zoë lewis

the ellen page by partner

marceline by willow

carol by jen cloher

fingersmith by jen cloher

Coming out/Homophobia

homo song by mara levi

room by palehound

LGBT by lowell

love is love by naz & ella

love is love by starley

married in london by janis ian

pride by grace petrie

this is me by jen foster

gay sex by be steadwell

not worth hiding by alex the astronaut

Butch/Femme

drag king bar by bitch and animal

femme bitch top by tribe 8

only straight girls wear dresses by cwa

dyke bars never last by sapphic lasers

butch in the streets by tribe 8

closet femme by kate reid 

Running away

greatness by jen foster

chelsea lets go join the circus by agent R

feminist housewives by bitch and animal

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Girl in red -I wanna be your girlfriend.

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i quite like the mundane parts of being alive. theres magic in it. theres magic in breakfast, in hellos and goodbyes, in walking, in speaking and listening, in drinking water, in hugs and handshakes and kisses and nods, in microwaving leftovers and cooking from scratch, listening to a playlist, feeling the weather, turning on the lights, the comfort of your own bedroom, smoking and card games and locking up the house. all the rituals, all the routine, all the things we do out of necessity and all the things we do just because we want to... theres magic in all of it....

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i want to date a girl i can just live life with. like really experience shit with and not give a fuck if we’re being stupid. i want to smoke weed and get drunk and stay up way too late talking to her. i want to dye and cut our hair without thinking about it first. i want to go out and dance all night and make out in the bathroom. i want to have impromptu road trips and sleep in shitty motels. i want to drive out in the middle of a field at midnight and lay on the roof of the car and just talk. 

i feel like being able to be that real with someone, where you can be stupid and impulsive and they love you anyway and don’t judge you, and it doesn’t matter anyway because you’re together and experiencing each other, is really what i want from a relationship.

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details, euphoria makeup looks

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And whenever anything got too uncomfortable, Jules would just imagine that she wasn’t really herself, and this wasn’t really her life. She was just a character in a book or a movie or a show. That none of it was real, and if it was, how did it matter? It’s not like her body ever really belonged to her in the first place. But fuck it. She’d save it for the memoirs. ‘Cause that was the night she met her new best friend. And although she had never really been in a relationship or even in, like, love, she imagined spending the rest of her life with her. How they’d live together in some shitty New York apartment, and maybe date other people, but always sleep in the same bed. She even said it to her once, which was probably a mistake, for, like, a lot of reasons.

EUPHORIA S01 E04: Shook One Pt. ll

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cinderella marries the prince

and it’s… fine. The prince is great! They’re in love, he’s very sweet and passionate, writing her poems and songs, giving her anything she wants. The time she spends with her husband is great.

but cinderella is not royalty, her family was noble but she never spent time in those circles. She’s used to being busy, she’s used to cooking and cleaning and mending. There are hours, days, where she has nothing to do.

time passes. cinderella learns the fancy lady type of needlework. Learns to ride horses. Reads a lot.

as is normal for royalty at the time, they travel and are hosted by nobles or stay at castles owned by the king. But even that variety begins to become routine. The prince is distracted, there’s a lot of young women living and working on their route. Daughters of nobles. Younger and prettier with soft hands that have never done a day’s work.

cinderella needs something to spend her time on, and there’s a part of her thinking a couple-only trip might get her husband’s attention again, so she suggests making an old castle that’s fallen into disrepair their “project.” It was built in the time when castles were made to be defensible, so it’s quite sturdy, but it’s overgrown and secluded. The prince doesn’t know why his family stopped living there either. A hundred years ago it was their summer home.

so they go. And they work. And for a while it’s great! But when they leave for winter cinderella’s husband forgets her once again. cinderella resolves to make the best of her life and stop worrying about a man who has gotten what he wanted from her.

summer comes again and this time cinderella goes alone to the old castle (minus staff, of course, but cinderella manages to narrow it down to only repair workers and one maid). She can cook and clean and mend again, but this time it’s her own choice. She is happy.

this summer they make more progress on repairs. The workers say that most of it can be salvaged, except one tower that’s been completely overgrown with vines and briars. It will have to come down, eventually, but for now it can be safely ignored.

cinderella has more free time now. The old castle has a surprisingly untouched library, though time and moisture have damaged many of the books. Behind a collection of greek poetry cinderella finds an old diary. Very old, in fact, at least a hundred years. It’s rude to read a diary, of course, but whoever wrote this is long dead, and cinderella is bored, so…

from the description of activities the author looks to have been nobility. Maybe even a princess. She’s sensitive and sweet and smarter than she seems to realize. If circumstances had been different cinderella wishes they could have been friends…

after the summer ends cinderella returns to her husband. He’s spending a lot of time with a young musician and cinderella can’t even work up the energy to care. She does some research about the castle and the family she’s married into, finds out the name of the princess who wrote the diary.

aurora. Cursed and forgotten. She died young, they say, in a plague that also took out the castle staff and her own parents. Luckily they avoided a succession crisis, but not so lucky for the dead.

time passes. cinderella goes to the old castle again and again, even out of season. Soon enough all that remains to be done is the old tower, and the builders say they should tear it down and fill the gaps before it gets cold.

one night cinderella is restless. The princess from the diary had been fond of that tower, and cinderella is far more attached to a dead woman than she ought to be. She gets out of bed, reads by candlelight, and finally goes to walk the empty halls.

she finds herself going to the tower. Pushing past the vines that don’t seem so troublesome really. They almost part before her. The stairs are perfectly intact, the door at the top is already cracked open. As if she should have done this years ago, cinderella steps into aurora’s bedroom.

she’s as beautiful as the stories say. And sitting under her hands, crossed across her stomach as it rises and falls, is a book of greek poetry.

years later, people will tell the story of cinderella as a cautionary one. Don’t seek above your station. Don’t marry for prestige. After all, a girl who grew up as a servant once married the crown prince, and disappeared after only three years. She ran away, they say, she couldn’t handle the lifestyle.

two old women who run a bookshop together agree with the lesson. Marrying for the wrong reasons never ends well. It’s best to wait for someone you have things in common with, shared interests.

or, failing that, the more linguistic of the two says, wait a decade or ten for someone to fall in love with you from your diary.

her partner laughs and hits her with the socks she is mending.

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