Like, I’m so stoked to kiss my boyfriend and sleep in the same bed and go on dates, but I’m more excited to do little things with him, like talking about how we like our protein shakes, and putting my hand over his while he shifts gears, and wrapping myself in the Yankees blanket that I made him even though I hate the Yankees, but it smells like him, and wrapping both of my arms around one of his when I’m walking next to him, and the way he’ll get up and get my phone for me when it goes off, and how ridiculous we look walking next to each other when he pulls me into him, and the way we don’t even budge when we sleep, and when I catch him looking at me when we’re supposed to have our attention elsewhere, and oh my goodness, I hate being so far away, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

25th July, FridayReblog
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Garden of the Gods, Colorado Springs

Sometimes I’ve had a long day or sometimes my boyfriend just annoys the hell out of me, and I’m short with him or quiet on the phone, and it’s not like I can touch him whenever I want or he can kiss me when I’m moody, but holy shit, when he says things like, “when we get married” or “our kids”, that changes everything.

18th July, FridayReblog
18th July, FridayReblog
If you find yourself thinking “Wait. Can’t say that. He’ll think I’m weird and fucked up.” Ditch them and find someone who responds with something twice as weird and three times as fucked up.

— Jeremiah Van Guilder (via timid)

(Source: youfeellikeraindrops)

14th July, MondayReblog