The one hundred and sixty-seventh thing I love about us is when the air-conditioning is turned up too high and you want to snuggle under a blanket together instead of just adjusting the thermostat.
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The two hundred and eighty-seventh thing I love about us is, when I'm around you, I only want to curse if things are curse-ably good, or...
You know what I was thinking just now?
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