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I NEED A SICKO... im holding out for a sicko till the end of the night ..and hes gotta haha and hes gotta say yess at the window with a look of delight

You’re alive, and you’re human, and almost everything you feel is a symptom of one of these things. It’s vast and it’s fearful and it’s beautiful all the same. Everything will be okay. It’s Melanie King Monday.

i want to take care of a butch lover so much. i want to kiss their arms when they're sore or tired and hold their hands in mine circling heart shapes on their palms. i want to hug their neck and hold their head safe and close to my chest to tuck them away from the noise of their day. i want to gently caress their nape and neck, calling them "darling" and "adored", listening to their worries and whispering back the most softest words. having them sleep on my body, while i keep the warmth of the blanket in check to cover them fully. make them something sweet as they prefer, smooch their lips the moment they're asking what i'm making for them. filling them with "i love you"s at the most random moments and finding incredibly aching to be departing from their closeness even for a moment. because i adore them so deeply. because i constantly want to remind them that they're everything to me.

I know it’s strange, another way To get to know you You’ll never know unless we go So let me show you