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Love is...
*Feeding and caring for my feral cats
*Finding and loving stray animals *Dino and my 3 cats *Hank & Honey, my squirrels *The chipmonks in the woods that I feed *All of my frogs in the woods that I rescued *All of the turtles in the woods that I rescued |
Love is sharing the things that are hard to share, like difficult feelings or the last two truffles.
Love is making her sandwich the way she likes it because that's the way she likes it even though I don't like it that way. Love is getting to use body parts to warm popsicle toes. :snowman: |
I love you is such an inadequate way of saying 'I love you'.
--Joan Crawford, Possessed (1947) |
Home made pumpkin empanadas on a cold day..
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Love is simply that...
Meaning.. When you are love... Truely loved... when you love... Truely love.. then nothing changes that.. time distance communication It doesn't matter, if you see them, speak to them.. It still exists.. Love simply is... |
LOVE IS OUR ADELE!
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Love is staying AWAKE to help a friend clean....... :wtf: LMAO :simplelaugh: J/k.... :ballngag: |
a breakfast burrito (no green peppers!)
a hot skinny latte (large!) getting a break by my love when I was being kind of an ass |
Love is a commitment not an emotion
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perennials
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"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine |
crows = grows
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Love is the gazing into the eyes of a lover and smiling because no words are necessary.
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Love is never having a reason to say "I'm sorry"
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Quote:
those are hella cool. |
Love is when feeling that tight grip.
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Love is always having someone to come home to.
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Love Is :
A safe place in the middle of life's storm Patient Love is unconditional Love is loyalty Love is understanding Love is praying for someone more than you pray for yourself Love is listening Love is action |
Love is waking up with the alarm you forgot you set to dragon breath, hair stretched in weird spikes to maximum capacity, half a pound of crusties in your bleary eyes, leftover make up you were too tired to remove earlier smeared around your now raccoon-looking eyes, a sore throat from hacking and snoring all night long, the faint stench of acrid smoke in the clothes you were also too tired to remove earlier combining with someone's nighttime farts and assaulting your delicate senses aned hearing the following in a groaning, groggy voice:
You're beautiful. :stillheart: |
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