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Mike Driver
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we're not kids anymore.
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Cosmic Funnies

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@eldritchfemmemusings
work in progress. mentally i am still here.
I love you so much, it's unbeweevable! 💗
STAR TROUPE TAKARAZUKA ELISABETH
I love you so much, it's unbeweevable! 💗
The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
devotion not as worship. but as recognition. as "i want to stand with you, and beside you." as learning. as understanding. as "i want to know you." as "i am making the choice to get to know you." as persistence. as care. as "you are knowable." as "you are lovable." devotion not as idolatry. but devotion as mortality. as a reflection. "you and i, together. equals. partners." devotion as accompaniment. devotion as humanity.
"Fat Top/Switch" by Emilia Phillips
“It was around then that I realized for the first time that falling in love is like being haunted. Even before I opened my eyes in the morning, you would slip in under my eyelids. When I opened them, you instantly transferred to the ceiling, the wardrobe, the windowpane, the street, the far-off sky, and glimmered there like dappled light. You haunted me more persistently than I imagine any ghost ever could.”
– Greek Lessons, Han Kang, trans. Deborah Smith and Emily Yae Won
MARY OLIVER
calling my lover "mine" but not in the way that my toothbrush or notebook are mine, mine in the way my neighborhood is mine, and also everybody else's, "mine" like mine to tend to, mine to care for, mine to love. "mine" not like possession but devotion.
Not "belongs to me"; "belongs with me."
Carissa Potter Carlson
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this is so beautiful
Life is abt when ur butch is sleeping on ur chest n they start getting a lil fussy so u stroke their back w ur nails and press their face closer to ur titties n whisper that u love them and they’re safe n they can relax n sleep deeply until u hear a content little hmmmm before they settle again n u can hear their soft snore’s thankyousomuch