In fifty days from now, one thousand two hundred and forty five miles will officially be zero miles. He’s literally my other half in so many ways. I think, what I’m looking forward to the most, is the sole fact that he comes from a small city that I’m so familiar with, but I’ve never been there in my life. He’s best friends with my longest online best friend of five years. We’ve already made a bucket list for when we hang out, including making out obviously. We’ve been talking for four months, which is so easy to do, and I still get severe butterflies when he flirts with me. I told him, “I may not even touch you (when we meet) because I fear I would distort the perfection that is you. I’m probably going to be staring at you a lot instead.” I smile knowing he exists right now. I smile knowing he’s breathing in the same air I am. I smile because this is actually happening and no one is going to ruin this. Regardless of how three people are against us talking for their own selfishness, we are not going to stop being friends and lovers. You have no idea how excited and happy I am for this. He’s the greatest thing to happen to me in a long time because he gets me and my humor and my mood swings so well. And that’s why I call him my husband.
i hope you guys can see the complexity of this piece. read once all the way through, then read it excluding the words in parentheses, and then read only the words in parentheses :) (this is what i do to avoid math) (it was so difficult and took me forever) (appreciate it please omg)
holy shit the parentheses
wow, i love this
a lot of other girls shine brighter and you deserve the sun
I adore this ceremonial aisle runner…”I love you every step of the way”
A soldier comes home from war, 1940s
Now that I don’t get a lot of submissions anymore, it’s pretty easy. I post what people submit, skimming over to make sure it’s not anything offensive or anything. Then I reblog random love posts I think should be on here. And yeah. That’s about it.