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the wooden wedding

via flicker

“on the liebesbankweg”

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You!!! You get it!!!

I wasn't made to work!!! I wasn't made for capitalism!!! I was made to be a little malewife and make soup for my beautiful partner. I was made to decide the valance curtains for our kitchen window. I was made to dust off our millions of knick-knacks. I was made to choose the paint colors for our house and then show my support through fresh lemonade and cookies while other people paint it.

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I wasn't made to work!!! I wasn't made for capitalism!!! I was made to be a little malewife and make soup for my beautiful partner. I was made to decide the valance curtains for our kitchen window. I was made to dust off our millions of knick-knacks. I was made to choose the paint colors for our house and then show my support through fresh lemonade and cookies while other people paint it.

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Don't worry I assure you I am queer, and so is everything I do in life.

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I want to make things for you.

I want to bake and cook your favorite foods.

Mix up your favorite drinks.

I want to sew and knit you clothes that you wear until they're all worn out.

I want to make drawings of you when you're just sitting there peacefully, because you just look too beautiful not to.

And then I give them to you, to remind you of that beauty.

Of that beauty, of that love, that makes me want to make things for you.

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I can't wait to have a partner to share springs with. We'll spend hours getting our garden ready. Making sure the partial sun plants aren't in the wrong place again, at risk of being dried out by too much light. Every morning I'll look out the window, and point out how beautiful the hillsides are looking as they turn green with new buds on the trees. And my partner will respond every morning with a little roll of the eyes and a chuckle as they agree for the millionth time. I'll make up the most wonderful picnic baskets, even if we can only enjoy them in our backyard. We'll sit, basking in the returning warmth and chatting as we eat. I can't wait to see how they glow in the sunlight, as they laugh at another one of my horrible jokes.

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Love is stored in the kitchen!!! Love will be stored in the moments when my partner and I cook and bake together. Every little thing will be filled with love. When we peel potatoes, when we boil pasta, when I have to hand off the bowl to them because my stirring arm is too tired. I want to sit on the floor with them and stare at the oven together, impatiently waiting for the cookies to be done. I can't wait for all of the love in our kitchen <3

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Oh to be in the kitchen in our cottage cooking and then when my hair gets in my face but my hands aren't free, through a completely wordless exchange my partner pins back my bangs for me and kisses me on the cheek and I feel like the most loved person that has ever existed.

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Views from Mountain Hostel, Gimmelwald, Switzerland. ( via )

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Stop normalizing the grind and start normalizing whatever this is

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“Giden gidecek yer buluyor da, kalan kime sığınsın?”

Sezai Karakoç

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...it's all coming together.

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by Lukas Schlagenhauf

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𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦, 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵

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Little Mushroom Cardigan by LauranicusGoods

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And when I wake up and you're still sleeping, I'll merely watch in awe of how beautiful you are. I'll take in the gorgeous sight of the sun hitting your face until your eyelashes flutter open, as I dare not wake you myself. Then I'll smile my idiotic smile at you as I do everyday, and in my softest voice I'll say to you,

"Good morning."