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@princessnarwhal
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come closer i miss you
Please š„¹
please walk around with your hand on my waist or the small of my back or my ass or the back of my neck or literally anywhere
not to gross u out but i daydream abt u resting ur head on my chest and ur completely at ease and ur safe and warm
Mary Oliver, from āPorcupineā in Devotions: Selected Poem.
I was looking for an old text for something completely unrelated and I found one where I texted my ex and asked him to come tuck me in. He would often oblige. Tucking me in consists of taking the blankets off the bed and essentially making it while Iām in it. The act of throwing the sheet up and feeling it land around me reminds me of my childhood when my mom used to do it for me. Itās oddly comforting.
Well Iām off to bed to see how high I can throw the sheet in the air.
I'm shy at first and then im like donkey from shrek
i love quality time idc what we do i just wanna spend time with you
āDo not think I am forgetful of you. You would not believe me if you knew how often you are in my heart & mind. I love thinking of you.ā
ā Katherine Mansfield, in a letter to Virginia Woolf, dated 13 August 1919. (via c-ovet)
Telepathically sending you a forehead kiss š
Girl meets narwhal! Almost as good as the real thing
I hate that youāve gone from someone that I used to tell all my secrets to, to being a stranger again. I hate it so much.