His pledge to her:
i will kill the spiders. i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle. i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger, and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling, sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you.  i will love you. i will love you.
I’m pretty sure I’ve reblogged this before, but it’s so perfect.

K. Williams by Parker Fitzgerald on Flickr.

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Sorry for my drunk handwriting but I found this in my pocket from last night.

That one hurt.


wow this hit me hard

whoever made this is my hero for the day
~   F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Love of the Last Tycoon (via llbolek)

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My friends all lined up on the roof, just minutes before Seattle’s annual firework show.

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