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love really just is *sharing blankets* *driving together in silence* *this song made me think of you* *i made them for you* *having the most fun just talking* *cold hands warm hearts* *i got home safe* *you said you needed one so i found one for you*

gently pressing your head against your lover’s back while they cut vegetables, your lover sitting on the kitchen counter while you talk about your day at work and wait for the water to boil, giving them little pecks while they stir the vegetables, eating the food together, washing the dishes together… you know what i mean

I know many of you out there are feeling a bit down. Have a crow to Wouldn’t it be Nice by the Beach Boys to lift your mood.

He stops and looks both ways?!?

You wanna know what makes this better?

Crows normally walk. This one seems to have both legs working, so he’s not hopping out of necessity, he’s doing it for fun. Corvids can sometimes be seen doing things like this for no evident reason other than enjoyment.

This is my new favorite post

I can’t ever not reblog.

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*listens to ur heart with a stethoscope* *takes ur temperature* *flashes a light in ur eyes* yep…. it’s exactly as i expected…. ur really cute….. *writes a prescription for lots of kisses*

CANT WAIT FOR THE DAY WHEN I GO TO BED EVERY NIGHT ALL SNUGGLED UP NEXT TO THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND GET ENDLESS LOVE AND CUDDLES

I close my eyes and imagine my Sunday mornings laying in bed with her. My head on her chest. Tracing her fingers oh so gently across my back. Music playing in the distance just loud enough to hear over the sound of her beating heart. Sharing our bed with our animals who are calmly sleeping at our feet. The smell of fresh coffee overtaking our space as it sits on the table beside our bed. You feel my breathing getting deeper as I dose off in and out of sleep. Being woken up by the feeling of your lips touching my forehead. allowing me the opportunity to receive your gentle kisses on my lips.

- my happy place

Come home.

no drug could hit as hard as the feeling when ur cuddling with somebody, and their hands travel under ur shirt to gently stroke ur warm tummy with their face buried into the lil' nook of the back of ur neck