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We're just carrying it around like heavy baggage, just waiting for the perfect moment to settle down somewhere along side walks and freeways.
His pledge to her:
i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle. i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger, and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling, sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you. i will love you. i will love you.
I’m pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before, but it’s so perfect.
i think I am going to cry
(via wildfoxxxxxx)
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Oh dreamer, the activist in you is being sold to the thoughts that have escaped your embrace. Oh dreamer, somehow you fell and left your scrapes to scars from an unfinished desire. Oh dreamer, the town is has come to new and yet you are still a dreamer.
Oh dreamer, you are the last of all dreamers.
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