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i want the small but significant things. the goodbye and hello kisses, knowing how they like their tea/ coffee, taking care of them when they’re sick, „i got that thing you mentioned“, falling asleep in each other’s arms and them being the first thing you see when you wake up, lazily making out, being a shoulder to cry on, cooking together and for each other, making memories together … sharing our lives until we can’t tell where one ends and the other begins

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my love. my darling. my stars. my moon.

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Patience is so closely linked with love that if I were to thank someone for loving me, it feels more correct to say “thank you for being patient with me” than simply saying “thank you for loving me” because patience is the root of human love, and the deeper the gratitude goes, the more it touches their heart.

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i want a soft connection. i want to be asked how my day went and if i need anything. i want forehead kisses. i want the back of my hand kissed at red lights. i want to be asked how i’m mentally feeling. i want to hold hands everywhere we go.

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Even the shortest conversation with you makes me happy.

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I love the little things. I love walking into my room after you’ve stayed over and catching a faint whiff of your cologne. I love laying in bed and talking softly when we can’t fall asleep. I love knowing that you see things and think of me. I love the small domestic intimacies. I love making you a cup of coffee in the morning. I love sitting out in the sun and talking with you. I love the kisses you steal when I don’t expect it. I am so completely enamored with every facet of being in love with each other.

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i love being loved by you

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tonight’s mood is the deep desire to be held close in a dimly lit room, covered in blankets while rain is softly falling outside

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I can’t wait to wake up to your face every day for the rest of our lives.

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Concept: I’m in the kitchen wearing your shirt, and frying some pancakes. Behind me I hear your sleepy voice say “good morning, darling” just before your arms wrap around me from behind. You smell just as good as the pancakes. We are both so happy and warm inside

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Do you know what’s bullshit? Developing a stress eating habit when you’re trying to recover from an eating disorder. Between that and my new birth control making me bloat/put on weight/making me emotional because of hormone fluctuation, I’m fucking spiraling and I hate it so much because I just want to not care about my weight. I want so many things. I want to be skinny. Or at least smaller than I am. I wish I had never had the ed to begin with. I’ve gained so much fucking weight since recovery, between being on medications that caused weight gain, and between eating without restricting or purging, and the sick fucking irony is I might have stayed so much fucking skinnier if I hadn’t had the eating disorder at all. And I feel so anxious and upset and angry about it all that it makes me feel like I’m going to throw up. Between ed recovery bullshit and a few really rough nights with family bullshit, I’m actually shaking. I just wish more than anything I didn’t have to deal with all this.

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love is crazy. like how we can speak with our eyes

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how lucky i must be to have crossed paths with someone like you

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please don't judge yourself so harshly dear. i see all that you do and all that you are and i could not be more proud of the person ive allowed my heart to fall into the hands of