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Sweet innocent memories being kissed by my favorite boy by the river

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This shows a couple holding hands which is romantic and shows a level of maturity to hold hand in public. It seems like they are at a park in a public place under a tree talking and building their relationship

Enjoy the beach together as one

I love this idea cuz we both love the the ocean, when we get married in dr. Im going to make sure its on a beautiful beach!

10 Things You Should Never Make Your Boyfriend Do With You - The Bolde

Kinda think this would be perfect date thing goof off at a store then veg out on food and watch movies :)

SA what if I want my soul back? I’m tired of always coming back but with his same hurts ?!Matthew 19:6

hiking proposal -- talk about a dream come true. the satisfaction of the climb for the view and the journey mixed with this is unbelievably priceless.

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Having a paint fight but in a studio with just our bathing suits ;) yess paint our bodies

"But these are days we dream about, when the sunlight paints us gold" -The Difference In The Shades, Bright Eyes

Inspo from our friends! "But these are days we dream about, when the sunlight paints us gold" -The Difference In The Shades, Bright Eyes

What a beautiful day for a backyard barbecue with delicious food, drinks, music, fun games for the children and adults, laughter and good conversation. #Contest

15 Fun Things To Do This Summer If You Have No Money

There is just a feeling that comes along with summertime. I love that feeling

John Keats “I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”   ― John Keats, Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne

“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.” ― John Keats, Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne