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Stay strong. Make them wonder how you handled it.

- Unknown (via thelovenotebook)

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Devin wraps his arms around her small shoulders, fingers moving to tangle in her hair as he plants warm and calming kisses against her scalp. He’d be damned if he never felt this exact same way.

                         “I think you might just need a little break.                           Maybe go out with Ali. O-Or with some friends.                           Or maybe I’ll take a day off so we can do somethin’, huh?”

It is better. Oh, it’s so much better, and she’s got to  remind herself to keep her chin up. She can’t sink down like this.

               “ I… I DON’T KNOW. It’s just– it’s been one                  of those days. I’m sorry… “

Her face finds a comfortable spot right in the middle of Devin’s chest, arms looped around his waist.

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                           it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah

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types of kisses (part i)

wake up kisses pressed gently to the column of A’s neck or the underside of B’s jaw.

morning kisses; gentle and lazy, humming in contentment, limbs still tangled together, hands wandering over soft exposed skin.

stay in bed kisses, mischievous and deep, punctuating flirtatiously whispered bargaining words.

come back to bed kisses left on A’s neck and shoulder, unhurried and tender, with arms wrapped around A’s waist.

rushed late for work kisses, a flash of heat before hurrying out the door.

tender kisses when one brings home flowers for the other.

sticky ice cream kisses, sitting on a bench in the park and laughing against each other’s lips.

cheek kisses that leave red lipstick stains.

kisses absently left on the backs of hands, fingers entwined in silent comfort.

joyful kisses peppered across foreheads and cheeks between scattered giggles.

comforting kisses pressed to tear-stained cheeks between whispered words of reassurance and concern.

heated kisses with gasps in between, hands tugging at clothes and exploring skin, bodies pressed close. giving in.

long, slow kisses in the afterglow, fingers woven through hair and hearts beating in unison.

soft goodnight kisses exchanged on lamp-lit doorsteps on chilly autumn evenings.

a single loving kiss left on the other’s forehead when they fall asleep snuggled close together.

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“...”

         How is he supposed to answer something like                 that when he knows the truth? Convincingly. “It is getting better, Erin. You’re a mother. We’re married.  How is that not better?” 

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         “ IT DOESN’T GET easier, does it? “  She knows it doesn’t.            Why does she even question it anymore.  “ Just–everyday            living. Why isn’t it easier? “

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@notageneral

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❝I got lost in the sounds.❞

                   “I know, flower, but just focus on my voice.                          Everything is going to be fine if you focus on my voice.”

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���They must have knocked all the sense out of you.”

                 “You actually need some sense in the first place for that to happen.”

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@komandyr​: Get Devin’s handsome face outta here Me: he can’t, it’s attached to his body

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❝If you’re going to play the game, at least learn to play it well.❞

                What’s the point of a game if you don’t be yourself and have fun?

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❝You look like a grumpy cat.❞

                                That just means I’m weirdly lovable.

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❝You’re not even my real father.❞

                                Go clean your room.

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