I need to put my boyfriend's name on my wrist so I can trace the letters when I'm stressed <3

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I need to put my boyfriend's name on my wrist so I can trace the letters when I'm stressed <3
I fear I'm back in my "wanting to be tied to a bed and treated like a stuffed animal" era <3
Cozy little home where me and my husband have a shared little office/art studio space so I can dramatically sigh when frustrated at a project, and my darling can lean over and give me a kiss to make me feel better <3
Cozy little home where me and my husband have a shared little office/art studio space so I can dramatically sigh when frustrated at a project, and my darling can lean over and give me a kiss to make me feel better <3
I simply think I deserve to rest my head in a pretty boys lap and have him pet my hair whenever I have a headache
"My boyfriend finally called me for the first time in four days!! I'm so happy!!"
If my boyfriend didn't call me for four days I would melt into a puddle of goo on the ground and beg for forgiveness cause clearly I FUCKED UP
He's more handsome then sin
I just don't get it, why do I have to talk to people that aren't him?