“Oh, how beautiful love can be…”
Fire
Fire by night,
light by fire.
A flame grew between us
and we burned to dust.
The embers lit low as
our hearts exposed its glow
but in the end just cold cinders
of what was, a memory
in the smoke trail
of our love.
How lesbians signal for other lesbians.
if you look closely, in the background, there is a faint second rainbow. here we see the response of a second lesbian. this lesbian will soon sense the response and make her journey across the unforgiving terrain in hopes to mate. let’s hope she makes it. the future of the lesbian population depends on it.
this fucking website
(Source: this-a-n-d-that, via bitchbehaave)
