thoughts of a boyfriend who visits me or even lives with me, cuddling and watching movies together, sharing domestic life and cooking dinner with them, introducing and showing them off to my family -- not out of a desire for any sort of approval, but out of pride for loving and knowing them -- taking them to all of the places i love, enjoying each other's company even when we aren't doing anything, sharing a bed... maybe i am a hopeless romantic
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