It feels so good to know that regardless of what happens next, if I have you, I...
I am so happy, I can’t even formulate sentences. I have the most amazing...
i am such a fucking asshole to my boyfriend.
Twenty years from now, I’m going to look back & be so fucking proud of...
“I’m pooping!” “Me too!” ...– our love via text message
I’m happy that my life is so wonderful that instead of pretending what it COULD be, I’m pinching myself making sure I’m really awake. I have an amazing job, doing what I love. Somehow, in a span of a little over a year, I’m making MORE than double what I had started out with, and work LESS hours. Only three nights a week, & we’re living so luxuriously. Not to...
: :frantically tries to get his jacket off while his hands are full::
I: Here, let me help you. What's the matter?
You: I don't know! I don't know! But it's something on my arm & it's icy cold, just like your heart!
Oh behbeh, you slay me hahaha.