11/20/21
It’s cold outside, but it’s warm in here.
My arm is wrapped around my girlfriend as we lay in bed together, her head snuggling on my chest and my hand softly tracing through her silky black hair. Our words linger in the air, as if each syllable holds a certain weight and power. The world is big, but right now it’s small and snuggly, with the grace of each other’s skin providing a comforting blanket to the deep conversational themes flowing from a pair of lips to a...
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It’s cold outside, but it’s warm in here.
My arm is wrapped around my girlfriend as we lay in bed together, her head snuggling on my chest and my hand softly tracing through her silky black hair. Our words linger in the air, as if each syllable holds a certain weight and power. The world is big, but right now it’s small and snuggly, with the grace of each other’s skin providing a comforting blanket to the deep conversational themes flowing from a pair of lips to a...
Read more
from Ember Rising: A Quest to Ignite the Sweet Flames of Financial Autonomy
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