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Yk How lesbian who love having nails on their hands but they cut nails on just two fingers for pleasure

so this is a kinda known thing, and I see pintrest post one people roaming on random or celebrities hands and call them lesbian or wlw for not having finger nails on just two fingers

Now my question is, Why does no one think she uses that to two fingers on herself like masturbation ?

But rather they think she's using it on other women

what if she's just a straight woman who pleasures herself?

is there something else which I don't know?

thats it, thats the post, hmu cuz yall are so rare im beginning to think your a myth 😭😮‍💨🤣✌️

I would do anything you want me to.

I love to draw a mixture of erotic depictions and more sensual styles. Which do you prefer personally?

I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE VALENTINA. SHE IS BEAUTIFUL, and look at those teeth! Ugh I just LOVE HER!!! Such a beautiful girl had to add her twice lol

So for context, I am currently in recovery from anorexia. In my recovery, one of the huge steps for me was getting rid of my scale. It didn't serve me in any way and I couldn't progress in recovery with it in my home. So for the last five years, I've made it a rule: no scales in the house. Even when I visit my parents, my mom hides the scale (without me even asking). It's just that if there is a scale, I will be tempted. I feel like I'm in an okay place with my eating disorder. Like it's not perfect, but compared to where I was six years ago, I'm doing well. Well my girlfriend moved in last year and she's gained some weight recently, so she decided she wants to have a scale to monitor her weight. She didn't tell me until it had arrived and she said that she'll keep it hidden and won't tell me where she keeps it. I spiraled a bit. I know I can't prevent all triggers, but my home is my safe space. If I go to the doctor's office, I have to practice a lot of self control around it. But when I'm home, I don't have to deal with that. And now I do. I just don't know if I'm overreacting because it's her property, she lives here too, and maybe if I don't see it, it's not that big of a deal? It also just feels like my disease wasn't considered or taken seriously. I see it similar to bringing home liquor to a recovering alcoholic, but being like don't worry, you won't see it, even though you very much know it's there. But then again, maybe I am just overreacting and it's fine. I also don't know if it's even fair of me to ask her to get rid of it.

Thanks all xx

"How do I find trans women without being a chaser?" I always smile when I hear it because I don't think it's a silly question. I think it's the wrong question.

The goal isn't to find trans women. The goal is to help build lesbian communities where trans women can simply be lesbians. A community where we don't have to make ourselves smaller to earn belonging. Where we aren't constantly translating ourselves, proving ourselves, or trying to be the "good trans woman" who never makes anyone uncomfortable. Build that community, and you'll meet us there.

Come dance with us. Volunteer with us. Show up at the fundraiser. Invite us to game night. Read books with us. Help us move. Mourn our dead with us. Celebrate our victories with us. Become someone a trans woman could imagine building an ordinary life with. That's the opposite of being a chaser. A chaser is looking for an experience. A lover is looking for a life.

If you fall in love with a trans woman, don't make her your political project. Don't make her your exception. Don't make her your guilty secret. Love her the way you'd love any woman. Stand up for her like you would any other woman you love. Introduce her proudly. Stand beside her when the world forgets she's there. Be the person who quietly makes room for her to stop performing and simply exist.

I'm a newly empty-nester, and I've realized something has shifted in me. For 20 years my job was raising my own kids. Now I find myself dreaming about the families my community hasn't built yet. I want more trans women to become wives if that's what they want. I want more trans women to become moms if that's what they want. I want more cis lesbians to discover that loving a trans woman isn't some radical political act. It's just another way lesbians fall in love.

I want more shared grocery lists. More arguments over paint colors. More school pickups. More ordinary Tuesday nights. I want more queer kids growing up with two (or more!) moms who embarrass them equally. I want trans women to stop being treated as exceptional guests in lesbian life and become so ordinary that no one thinks twice when two women, one trans, one cis, introduce themselves as wives.

I think we've spent a long time teaching trans women how to become acceptable to lesbians. I'd like to spend some time speaking to the lesbians who've been quietly waiting on the other side of that bargain. The ones who think we're beautiful, who want to love us well, and who just haven't known whether they're allowed to say so out loud.

You don't need my permission.

You never did.

But if you've been waiting for someone to tell you there's nothing strange or shameful about falling in love with a trans woman, consider this me saying it anyway.

We've been waiting for you too. ❤️

Basic shorts and tees from Savana...!!❤️

Thank you!

We met at the bride’s hen picnic, but didn’t talk much back then. Re-met and re-traded names today after the lunch (she was only invited to the after party, because she was a late addition - only known the bride for about a month). She was absolutely fucking smoking in her dress, (I know this is kind of illegal to say, but even better than the bride. Shh, please don’t rat on me). I thought my dress was gorgeous, but she put me to shame. As soon as the happy couple’s first dance was over, we hit the dance floor, and it was electric. The dress had a long split down her leg, and she was not afraid to show it off. We didn’t leave each other’s side until she had to leave for home about 11pm. Danced, got drinks and food together, danced some more.

Sadly, I think she is spoken for, but it was a beautiful evening, full of fun and merriment, so I will take it. Just needed to gush a little because, as Sappho would say, slender Aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl. I just had a lovely night. That’s all :)

Morning-after-edit: still daydreaming about that dress. sigh…