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i am so in love. not that i wasnt before but.. wow. what a beautiful night in boston last night. he's been taking such good care of me while i'm sick.. i've been laying around, barely able to breathe, and therefore pretty boring to be around, and he brings me coffee (just the way i like it) and plays cards with me and goes out of his way to bring me to my favorite store, which he despises, while he passes up baseball with his friends. it's the little things that always stick out most to me..
bronchitis continues to kick my ass. no improvement whatsoever. i don't want to go to the doctors again but i'm thinking i should tomorrow.
i turn 20 on friday. that sounds so strange.
"And I can remember, even as a little kid, thinking to myself - This is love... this is love."
bronchitis continues to kick my ass. no improvement whatsoever. i don't want to go to the doctors again but i'm thinking i should tomorrow.
i turn 20 on friday. that sounds so strange.
"And I can remember, even as a little kid, thinking to myself - This is love... this is love."