i get tired and all of a sudden im wanting some sweet boy to come hold me and let me rest my head on his thigh and give me head scratches and pay with my hair and leave soft little kisses all over my face and and and-

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i get tired and all of a sudden im wanting some sweet boy to come hold me and let me rest my head on his thigh and give me head scratches and pay with my hair and leave soft little kisses all over my face and and and-
Fun fact about me at one point I got clicker trained 💜
Imagine living in a tiny cottage with your girlfriend with a little garden that leads onto an orchard, you wait for the fruit to ripen and go out together to pick it. You make pies, jams, juices and little muffins together to sell in your rustic farm shop and whenever children come into your shop you give them a free biscuit just to see their faces light up.
Oh to feel safe enough to fall asleep on our phone calls...
To feel so completely serene when I've spoken to you for hours on end, sharing laughs and witty remarks.
Could this be true, real, love? Only time shall tell and I'll devote every breath from my lungs to you.
Buying flowers for a girl is cute but what about picking flowers from your garden and surprising her with a homemade bouquet.
You could pick beautiful showy flowers like roses and tulips, or maybe wildflowers like oxeye daisies and cornflower. Every single one would have meaning because you collected them all with her in mind.
Okay but what if we buy a huge cookbook and once a week we open it up onto a random page and have to make whatever it says, until we finish the whole book. we'd get to write a little list and go to the market to buy our ingredients together and laugh when our Danish pastries come out fat and bready. Oh how I wish to be domestic with the one I love.
We'd better go on amazing picnics, we can take rose lemonade and sandwiches with fresh bread and homemade jam. We can sit in lovely grassy fields with wildflowers in our summer dresses
Laying on a rooftop or balcony together, listening to the kinda music that makes you feel a little spaced out. Just you, her and the night sky. You roll over on the padded blanket below you, suspending yourself above her and looking into her eyes before kissing her deeply. You smile at each other's company.