A week
I'm so glad Martin's my baby. I'm so glad he understands me. I'm so glad he's him. He understands me more than we both give him credit for. It could be so much worse. I'm so glad that eventhough sometimes when he may not understand, he at least TRIES to do so. And I'm so glad he doesn't let stupid people feed him their gay. I'm so glad he gives me a chance to explain myself. I know I take some things for granted eventhough I don't mean to. Just so happens I was reminded of what I had, what I could've had...and fuck I'm glad I'm with Martin.
Heheh fuck I thought Martin was bad. I seem to have forgotten certain aspects of my past. I'm soooo glad Martin's not as retarded as some. He's only retarded in a good fun way, if any >=D
Thank you so much for being my baby, Martin. I love you soooo much. You make me so happy. Always be mine *clings to you*
I'm so fucking happy with my baby right now. I don't know how to react. I wanna fucking cry, I'm so proud to have him be my boyfriend. And my best friend. Muhhhhh
*loves Martin*
Heheh fuck I thought Martin was bad. I seem to have forgotten certain aspects of my past. I'm soooo glad Martin's not as retarded as some. He's only retarded in a good fun way, if any >=D
Thank you so much for being my baby, Martin. I love you soooo much. You make me so happy. Always be mine *clings to you*
I'm so fucking happy with my baby right now. I don't know how to react. I wanna fucking cry, I'm so proud to have him be my boyfriend. And my best friend. Muhhhhh
*loves Martin*