[image description: a black background with white text, reading “I am in love with my best friend.”]

[image: blank black background. text: “I mean it. I really don’t think about “banging” you. I think about you banging me. I don’t mean to. It just happens. I feel so guilty. I mean it when I say that I’ll wait forever and if it never happens it wouldn’t change how I feel about you. I shouldn’t think about it. I feel disgusting.”]

{photo: light breaking through mountains. text: let’s love each other. <3}

[picture: rainbow piano keys. words: let’s be happy together forever. we can cook and watch silly movies and be so in love it’ll be ridiculous. please? it’s honestly all i want.

let’s forget that you’re “straight” 

i’m ace anyway

i love you so much]

[image: painted image of a woman, seen from behind and naked apart from a sheet wrapped around her lower body, and a mirror on the wall in front of her showing part of her upper body. text: “Dear loved ones, no matter how much you may hope for it, the ‘gay’ part of me will not go away if I stop hanging out with gay people. All it takes is one look at the mirror, to remind me that I’m attracted to people of the same sex”]

[Image: A picture of cheerleaders from the 1960s overlaid with a vintage floral wallpaper. Text: “Thanks for being so stubborn and refusing to acknowledge my best friend’s preferred name and pronouns! I’m confident if I change my name or pronouns, or even try to talk to you about being non-normatively gendered,you’ll pay me just as much respect!”]

[Image: A bowl of zucchini in the top left, and a jar of grape jelly in the bottom right. Text: “I wish I could be your zucchini… But no, I’m just jelly.”

[Image: A bowl of zucchini in the top left, and a jar of grape jelly in the bottom right. Text: “I wish I could be your zucchini… But no, I’m just jelly.”

[image: a person standing in the twilight at the edge of a dock. text: I can’t tell her why I really am an activist for LGBTQ rights. I don’t want to send her over the edge when she’s so close already. But I know I can’t keep it from her and be happy. I am proud of who I am and want to be open about the fact that I like girls and always will… especially since all my friends know…]

[image: a negative photo of two women in lingerie kissing and laying on a bed. text: I have a girlfriend, who is really sweet and kind and pretty, and just all around wonderful. But the truth is, I would do absolutely anything to be with my best friend. I want to kiss her, hold her waist, look into her big brown eyes and have her give me that same look she’s given me before. I want her to tell me she loves me right back. She’s taken and happy with her boyfriend now, though. But every time my girlfriend kisses me, or holds my hand, I nearly call her the wrong name. I have no idea what to do.]