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so I’ve been in a relationship for 5 years now. And I see a lot of posts about how people think relationships mean having butterflies forever, your heart beating faster when they walk into a room, about cuddling together every night, legs intertwined, that you’d be so happy to live together you’d sleep on a double bed with each other every night.
And its not really like that, at least not to me.
You stop getting the butterflies when you live together. Your heart no longer speeds up when you see them, but instead, everything calms down. When youre in the room with them, you feel calm, and secure. When you cuddle them you feel your heart beat slow, and the sound of their breathing carry you towards comfort. It doesnt feel like a roller coaster anymore, it feels like home.
You don’t sleep curled up with each other every night, legs twisted between theirs so tight its hard to tell where yours begin and theirs end.
Instead, you sleep comfortably, side by side, sometimes facing different directions. But every night, you find yourself scooting backwards on the bed so you bump into them. You snuggle against their arm, or stroke their hair as they fall asleep. There are nights when my boyfriend, in his sleep, reaches around me and pulls me to him, like a child with his teddybear, like I am his comfort.
In the wee hours of the morning before the dawn breaks, when the world is blue and you see through cracked eyes, you curl into their chest and inhale their scent before drifting back to sleep.
Kisses aren’t always romantic and firey anymore. But there are so much more of them now. There are cold kisses when you’re eating ice cream in the summer, and sticky kisses over breakfast pancakes. There’s “im leaving now” kisses, and “one more kiss before you go” kisses. There’s sleepy morning kisses before work, when you don’t remember the alarm going off but instead the press of their lips against yours is what brings you into the day.
There’s kisses before sleep, and, you are so sweet with the things you do kisses. There’s kisses because you treat animals so tenderly, and I’m so glad i’m with you and not someone else kisses. There’s quick kisses in the aisles of the grocery store, when its loud and you gravitate together, when instead of having your own personal space and their own personal space, its both of yours together, and you step into their chest to take up less area together.
You don’t always text each other with confessions of love and care like you used to, because that’s a given now, and you’ve moved on to quirky inside jokes about the life youve built together. You share looks of exasperation and amusement in public, your own little world against the outside one.
Relationships aren’t always a fairy tale. They’re not always fireworks and sparks, at least, after the start.
But they are a quiet rhythm and hum of love and care. It’s not a fire in your soul, but one in your hearth, keeping you warm and comfortable, comforting you as you drowsily drift into sleep.
And I love that.
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Today was one of the first days in a long time that I've hit all my nutrition goals!!
I wanna start eating healthier, wear loose sweatshirts, create more art, go outside, adventure new things, talk less, see more and listen to music most of the time
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I can’t count the number of times I’ve been out somewhere in public, whether I was at school or just running errands, and something stressful happens or someone says something that upsets me, and as badly as I want to cry, I force myself to hold it together; to hold a facade of everything being okay. As soon as I get home, though, it’s all tears. I can finally relax in my private, personal space, and just let it all out, and take off the mask.
Did…did he just compliment him?
RED VS. REPUTATION
“You’re vegan?! You don’t know what you’re missing out on”
1. High cholesterol
2. Lack of energy
3. Higher risk of cancer
4. Higher risk of dementia
5. An uncontrollable impulse to shout “Baaaaccccooooon”
6. Not knowing where protein comes from
7. Dairy induced acne
8. Insincerely saying “I love animals”
9. Not giving a damn about the environment
10. A less happy sense of well-being from not doing the right thing
Yeah… Vegans know what they’re “missing out on”
the best part about being in your 20’s is slowly caring less and less about what people think of you and surrounding yourself with good people
the worst is that I’m broke