I always fucking win.
I know the difference between what you say and how you feel. I thought you would’ve figured that out by now.
My dad brings my mom flowers in the morning every year on Women’s Day, and every year he tells her how thankful he is to have a wife as amazing as she is, and even after so many years of being married, he falls in love with her more and more each day, and still thinks she’s beautiful. It’s so adorable.
I miss cute little things like that. I miss home.
Happy Women’s Day, russian ladies, and all the other ladies out there too :)