I’m putting the usernames in a notebook to give to my family when I finally come out to them. They told me once when I was little that if I ever came out to be gay to not tell anyone because they thought I’d be judged so please reblog so I can show them that people in my generation are different than theirs.
I’m not coming out until I fill the notebook. So if you want to help?
it was like you offered me a bouquet of the most beautiful flowers with that outstretched hand. I accepted, cradling it close to my heart. with your arm on my shoulder little by little you plucked the petals from the arrangement without my knowledge. a vase of stems and leaves is all that remains, and I was the fool who carried that bundle, as it lightened with every loving stroke…
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via feellng)
I hope my boyfriend says something’s even remotely similar to this when he talks about me
Marriage bed by Edwina Sandys