All I want is to take care of her.
To be able to come over anytime she just needs someone there. To be able to hold her, and make her feel safe. To offer comfort and to let her know she’s so incredibly special.
I want to make her comfort food and get her favourite drink. I want to pack her bag in the evening so she can stay in bed a few minutes longer in the morning. I want to give her my shirt or hoodie to wear, so she knows I’m always with her. I want to give her comfort with the smallest gestures, a hug just because, holding her hand when she’s next to me.
I want her to know she’s not alone, and that I would do absolutely anything for her. I want to make the bad days a little easier, and the good days even better <3
im soo excited for halloween!!!👻🎃🧡🍂
Okay, but cellulite? Beautiful. Stretch marks? *chefs kiss* gorgeous. Tummy rolls? Stunning. Acne and acne scars? Immaculate. Body hair? Still splendiferous. Guys, gals and non-binary pals, you’re all absolutely perfect just the way you are.
Imagine growing old with her. Imagine watching as the wrinkles come in, deepening the lines on her face that came from smiling, the frown line from when she concentrated, the crows feet from that devious look she’d get when she was going to do something silly and couldn’t hold in her giddiness. Imagine the way her eyes will soften as you grow together, and that fond exasperation she’ll look at you with when you do something she doesn’t really get but has accepted because it’s a quirk uniquely yours. Imagine that day you would’ve smiled a hundred thousand times together, laughed so hard you couldn’t stand, found comfort in each other so intense that a mere hint of them could ease all tension from your body.
What a privilege it would be to grow old with her.
so many worlds to see through the window
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California has some of the best sunsets 💕
San Diego, California | timnelsonphoto
i grab your hand in the grocery store. i kiss you in the back to school section of target. somewhere in between the water filters and the paper plates, i slide my arms around you from behind, pulling you into me. i can’t keep my hands off of you. i need everyone to know that you’re mine - not that you belong to me, but that you chose me. that you love me. that i am the luckiest woman in the world and i will never be anything but lovestruck and proud.