oh god when you just hug that one person and feel so safe in their arms, as if you don’t care if the world is ending, you just want to hold on to them and then you get a bit misty eyed because you just love them so much.
and then the hug ends.
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somehow instead of saying "as a treat", I've started using the phrase "for morale", as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.
and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.
I'm not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me
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hugging until we smell like each other. that's it. that's the whole point.
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Shoutout to Cait May for this beautiful art of the love of my actual life Cathilda The Black Ceíli
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