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i miss my bunny:( too young

Pinning In My Pants. 20 Amazing Images for the Boho Inspired Bride

Juliet Simms and Andy in Juliets new video "end of the world' which he features in. I cant even

Juliet Simms and Andy in Juliets new video "end of the world' which he features in. I cant even

A new take on a spring tradition, these mini baskets are fun for kids — and they add a bright touch to your table.

28 Easy Easter Treats Beyond Candy

A new take on a spring tradition, these mini baskets are fun for kids — and they add a bright touch to your table.

Young couple cuddling as they sit down in a hole in the sand while others lie around behind them on a hot Independence Day at the beach. Photo by Ralph Crane, 1949.

Young couple cuddling as they sit down in a hole in the sand while others lie around behind them on a hot Independence Day at the beach. Photo by Ralph Crane, 1949.

Spoiled Girlfriends Be Like- Maybe she's under the control of the creepy upside-down face in the window!

Spoiled Girlfriends Be Like

Spoiled Girlfriends Be Like- Maybe she's under the control of the creepy upside-down face in the window!

I would lift you up and kiss you longer, but it feels to good now, your warm lips, the tingle of the cold...later

I would lift you up and kiss you longer, but it feels to good now, your warm lips, the tingle of the cold...later

I don't know how to replicate how warm you were. I can sit close to the fire and hope for a second of you, but it's too much. You were never too much. I could light a million candles to be near you, but I can't hold the feeling. You're flickering. I'm faltering. Flames can imitate you. That warmth, like liquid autumn, hot cider, heat. It's already winter without you.

I don't know how to replicate how warm you were. I can sit close to the fire and hope for a second of you, but it's too much. You were never too much. I could light a million candles to be near you, but I can't hold the feeling. You're flickering. I'm faltering. Flames can imitate you. That warmth, like liquid autumn, hot cider, heat. It's already winter without you.

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