emilia—desiree:

What are you up to, babe?

Just reading.. you?

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emilia—desiree:

I’m doing absolutely fantastic, love.

Good, I’m glad. 3: 

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emilia—desiree:

Good. How are you, babe?

Great, honey bee, how are you?

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emilia—desiree:

Don’t forget to mention kiss, cuddle, and other things love.

As if I ever could.

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emilia—desiree:

Hey, you.

Hey, you.. person I live with, sleep next to and bathe with every single day. 

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emilia—desiree:

“No…you’re right. We won’t be.” Emilia murmured softly, holding the girl’s body as tightly as possible. She had known the night that they had been attacked that they would never be the same. She had hoped that maybe, just maybe, they could get over it completely and become who they were before…but she had known in the back of her mind that it just wasn’t going to be possible. “I love you so much, Barbie. And I’ll be here forever, no matter what.”  The Latina whispered, although she was sure that the blonde already knew.

Barbie smiled a little and nodded her head, tracing a heart on Emilia’s bare back as she bit down on her lip. “I’ll always be with you..” She murmured, her eyes closing, “My parents used to sing.. I’m forever yours, faithfully… to each other and it always makes me think of you now.” She blushed a little and shook her head, “You know, until she met someone else. And he.. yeah.. but there’s all these videos of them and they even sang it in high school.. it was their song.” 

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