If you've ever wondered what those who look like basic girls do when no one sees them... Well happy to show you. In fact, it's the middle of the night, I have a headache, and as usual I'm holed up in my bedroom full of posters writing about fantasy stories with plots so impossible that I go crazy and grow a fear for flowers (whose meanings fascinate me perhaps a little too much), Greek divinities and witch hunts. I therefore decided to try to upload some of what I write here to see if people find it at least decent (this is what exhaustion leads to).

So here you will find (for now) tell me why: A story with girl kissers made for girl kissers because I'm a girl kisser (I never actually kissed a girl, I feel so single...)

Sorry I had an obsession for lesbians since middle school when I thought I was bi.

Turns out I was wrong, boys don't interest me in the slightest, and that I had grow an habit of writing about lesbians to feel less single. (Trust me it doesn't work, so don't try this at home as Renee Rapp says)

Having said that, I can only tell you that the only thing I would really like from my stories is to see the birth of a community that loves them as much as I love them (so much so that I might even write Fanfiction about them? Hopefully).

(PLEASE I NEED FANFICTIONS ABOUT MY GIRLS!!!)

I bid you farewell cause now it's time to have some healthy floor time. (I will spend the next two hours lying on the floor thinking about existence staring at the posters in my room (Sabrina Carpenter I love you)). But above all remember, whatever happens, don't trust Iris flowers and be careful about the wishes you express... And don't travel time in order to find a magical amulet that can reveal you any truth or you'll probably become lovers with your rival who is promised in marriage to another man.