Lesbian moodboard: The Fairytale
Draw closer and belong deeply with me. I quaver an exhale, the far reaching arms of its torrents ever in pursuit. Breathe me in and I will gather you. You, the missing monarch of my heart, the obscured sculpture from my mind’s pedestal, the anchoring touch to my tremulous hand.
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Little Red Riding Hood
The girl burst out laughing; she knew she was nobody's meat. - The Company of Wolves
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