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It’s Monday, and your hair is messy. You haphazardly put on your jeans and shirt as you moan about the day of the week - and I love you. It’s Tuesday, and you’re stumbling your way around the room, trying to sort out the things you have to do. You stop to briefly kiss the freckles on my nose, asking me about my day - and I love you. It’s Wednesday, and you’re quietly sprawled on the couch. You pat the spot next to you and pepper kisses on my hair because it’s my least favorite day of the week (and you know it) - and I love you. It’s Thursday, and you’re wondering what the weekend will bring, but you’re still moaning about how the week is going by too slow for your tastes - and I love you. It’s Friday, and I’m surrounded by DVDs and snacks you’ve prepared when I was gone. You welcome me with blankets and warmth from your arms - and I love you. It’s Saturday, and you’re feeling lazy. You won’t let me leave your arms (or is it the other way around?) So you tuck me under your chin as we both wonder how much time we have left before sleep makes us miss each other’s faces - and I love you. It’s Sunday, and there’s nothing much to say but I love you.

Loving you (NJ.)

This is beautiful.

(via thelovethatleftmetodie)

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My biggest fear isn’t that you’ll lie to me one day or that you’ll cheat on me. My biggest fear is that you’ll wake up before me one Tuesday morning and instead of leaning in and kissing me on the cheek, you’ll look at my sleeping body and start to notice all of my flaws. My crooked nose, my chapped lips and the stretch marks spread along my stomach and thighs like a road map. You’ll think about my random spouts of jealousy and the fact that I talk too much. You’ll remember how annoying it is that no matter what, I’m always right and just how selfish I can be sometimes. You’ll walk into the kitchen, brew a cup of black coffee, stare at the pale morning rays of sunlight entering the window frame, and come to the conclusion, that for no particular reason at all, you don’t love me anymore.

(via ireneangelaaa)

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When her head is buried half way into your neck, and you feel the warmth of her breath seep into your skin, you kiss her forehead lightly, eyes closed but you feel her arms tight around you and know she’s smiling. That feeling, is probably the best one out there.

Cravings (via surfinghoe)

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Pinned her up against the wall because she’s a masterpiece

work of art (via sagesofsymphony)

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when we’re driving, we always end up taking longer to get where we need to go, she thinks i suck at giving directions, but between us growing up geography was always my favourite, i know exactly where we’re going. i get lost in her eyes like they’re the most complicated map you ever saw. i fall in love with the way the sun kisses her skin so gently, the way she sings along to every song even if she doesn’t know the lyrics. I never want to take a minute with her for granted.

(via 59oz)

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I wanted to kill myself and you were yelling about dirty dishes

12 word story, d.m (via i-need-a-cure) (via pvnkslut)

wow… this just hit me on a very personal level.

(via kiefeon)

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