I would just like to say...
KJBASEHFASHD98FQ34KL CV98A745IO!!!!
DAMNIT!!
thats right. you heard me.
PO83YR87 QW45O97ASEC WKSHDFUFUFJFJDJKasyufuW!!!!!!!!!
In other news, I'm quite happy with my relationship with my MIchael. Sure, we get at eachothers throats sometimes, but I honestly do think I have the perfect boy.
Sorry, I was just reading some entries and it made me think how awesomely lucky I am to have found him.
I never have to wonder where our relationship is going and what it's leading to, or how he feels about me. I know.
He takes care of me when I'm sick, or hungover or just having one of those pms days.
He helps me clean my room when it gets too overwhelming to do by myself.
He likes my bum sooo much, even though I think it's so ugly.
He pumps my gas in the winter, so I don't have to go out into the cold.
I can pick my nose in front of him.
He thinks I'm beautiful even when I'm sick, havnt showered for a while and I'm wearing sloppy clothes that have foodstains all over them, with black makeup smeared all under my eyes.
He'll choose my clothes out and dress me on those days when I'm feeling so full of self-pity that NOTHING looks good, and tell me I'm being the silliest, cutest girl on the planet.
HE COOKS FOR ME!!!
He'll make me pie's on my birthdays, not cakes.
He loves my family and spending time with them
If I'm in a sticky situation, he'll come rescue me, and if I can't get out, he'll stick with me through it.
He likes reading my cosmo for all the tips it gives him. He's always trying to improve himself .
He loves to try new things with me.
He plays with my hair all the time.
He's always so proud of me, even if it's for the littlest thing, like being a book worm.
When he screws up, he fixes things right away, and has no problem admitting he screwed up.
I just love him to bits and I can't be happier!
I can't be cornier either...hahah
(SORRY!!)
DAMNIT!!
thats right. you heard me.
PO83YR87 QW45O97ASEC WKSHDFUFUFJFJDJKasyufuW!!!!!!!!!
In other news, I'm quite happy with my relationship with my MIchael. Sure, we get at eachothers throats sometimes, but I honestly do think I have the perfect boy.
Sorry, I was just reading some entries and it made me think how awesomely lucky I am to have found him.
I never have to wonder where our relationship is going and what it's leading to, or how he feels about me. I know.
He takes care of me when I'm sick, or hungover or just having one of those pms days.
He helps me clean my room when it gets too overwhelming to do by myself.
He likes my bum sooo much, even though I think it's so ugly.
He pumps my gas in the winter, so I don't have to go out into the cold.
I can pick my nose in front of him.
He thinks I'm beautiful even when I'm sick, havnt showered for a while and I'm wearing sloppy clothes that have foodstains all over them, with black makeup smeared all under my eyes.
He'll choose my clothes out and dress me on those days when I'm feeling so full of self-pity that NOTHING looks good, and tell me I'm being the silliest, cutest girl on the planet.
HE COOKS FOR ME!!!
He'll make me pie's on my birthdays, not cakes.
He loves my family and spending time with them
If I'm in a sticky situation, he'll come rescue me, and if I can't get out, he'll stick with me through it.
He likes reading my cosmo for all the tips it gives him. He's always trying to improve himself .
He loves to try new things with me.
He plays with my hair all the time.
He's always so proud of me, even if it's for the littlest thing, like being a book worm.
When he screws up, he fixes things right away, and has no problem admitting he screwed up.
I just love him to bits and I can't be happier!
I can't be cornier either...hahah
(SORRY!!)