FuckEverythingThatDoesntMakeYouHappy

Save the bees🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝🐝

“And maybe in forty-something years, we’ll be living in a house across the sea. You’ll be 62, and I’ll be 63. I’ll be the one painting your fingernails because by then you’ll be having arthritis in your hands even if I’ll be having arthritis in my hands too. We’ll be sitting in front of the ocean for a little while when all we can do is hold hands and how holding hands can still count as making love. We’ll be holding hands whenever one of us remembers our sad youth. We’ll be holding hands whenever one of us remembers a regret, a mistake and none of it will really matter because by then we’d still have each other. We’ll be holding hands until the end of our golden days as we love each other so gently to teach our grandchildren how love is a kind of soft chaos that dances for all eternity. We’ll be holding hands while soft dancing our way towards nothingness until it’s finally time for one of us to let go knowing how love was always meant to be.”

Please be honest with me and tell me the truth. Tell me that you don’t enjoy being around me anymore. Tell me that you don’t look forward to our 8pm cuddles anymore. Tell me that when I wrap my hands around yours you feel like we’re a broken lightbulb. Tell me that my kisses now kill all the butterflies that I once put inside your stomach. Tell me you don’t feel the same way anymore. Please tell me the truth even though your words are going to damage my mind with a deep case of sadness.

“I forgave everybody, I gave up, I got drunk.”

“It would be great for our team, great for our young guys, to see how he works and acts every single day at his game. He’s a huge part of this group, huge part of this organization. Hopefully we get the job done and re-sign him again.”

“ummmmm ur bra strap is showing :/ ”

i thought this was me at first and i was really confused

WE’RE MULTIPLYING

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