I aspire to be like Gomez Addams because I want nothing more then to run around my house with a sword and love the hell out of my spouse
“Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.”
— (via thatkindofwoman)
Stella the Golden Retriever
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Call this a reminder, a wish, a prayer, a mantra, or call it nothing but hope: that tomorrow we will wake up feeling a little bit better. And on the they after, a little more. Life doesn't have to be perfect, but we can still heal. We still have time to do it. Let's not give up. Let's go to bed tonight with that in mind. Let's allow ourselves to believe it and to work towards making it happen. Neither of us, the one who writes this and the one who reads it are alone now. We are moving on and making the changes we need, little by little.
Holding her hand, kissing her forehead, hugging her, holding her, running my fingers through her hair, feeling her smile against my lips, hearing her laugh, getting to know all of her details. Heaven to me.
Let’s lay on the hood of the car with our hands entwined, and look at the stars. If we saw a shooting star, I’d wish that that moment could last forever.
Let me show you how much I love you.
Can’t wait for those days where we can just have a lie in and lay in bed, all cuddled up, a little longer than usual. When we get up we’ll drink our morning tea or coffee and slowly make our way through the morning, just the two of us with a companionable silence in the air. I want to spend those calm days with her, only her, with not a single worry on our minds, and a sort or peace in the atmosphere that comes with truly finding your home.