Oh to be in love. The sweet intoxication. The desire, obsession, infatuation, need, stalking (just kidding). The first kiss. The first time you have sex. The first time you get it right. Love comes in layers. When you are 15 it's infatuation. When you are 17 (and you know it all) it's obsession. In your 20's there's a need-for some more than others. Now, in my 30's-it's all of those but so much more. It's companionship, partnership, teamwork, sharing, sex without sucking in your stomach or worrying that your boobs look flat when you lie on your back. It is not so comfortable that you don't appreciate it-it's just that place where he (or she) knows when you need to be held & knows when to leave you the fuck alone. ~Queen Crazy Mum of Insanityville
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