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I love him. I'm not saying that I'm in love with Galen, okay? That kind of love takes a lot longer to cultivate....not a night. But right now, I honestly couldn't love him more (notwithstanding the taking time thing) I got really scared and really upset about 2 am....he was still on and I told him I was going for a walk and awhile later he IMed me and asked if I wanted him to come with me that he did't get that it was an invitation until awhile later. I told him I was in a think tank crying instead and he asked which one and I told him and he immediately came there and held me and cheered me up. then he walked me to the gas station to get energy drink for himself and me a soda so I could stay up and do whatever work I need to do. Then we sat outside and talked for an hour or 2. We talked about california, and his family. He told me that I have to meet his grandpa. His grandpa was a hardcore greaser in the 50's and his grandma was uber conservative and ran off and married him at 18. He told me about all these dead bodies he's found in his lifetime. Apparently they didn't traumatize him.....they traumatized me just knowing about them though. *shudders* Then we came in and sat for awhile, he held me and made me tell him what was stressing me out and told me that he would be stressed out until I told him and he could try to help me out.
I kept shaking my head no and he kissed my shoulder and said "You know...you have really cute freckles on your shoulders." I almost died in a giggle fit! Then we sat down and talked and watched funny videos and stuff. We talked about the fact that I adore his hands...they are beautiful hands. At one point he told me that I have a really pretty nose and I just stared at him like....omg...you kidding? I hate my nose. Then he made me promise to go do my homework right now since I'm staying up all night, and told me to come back by his room later....he decided to work on some work too. Then he gave me a kiss on the nose and made a heart with his fingers and said love. And gave me another kiss and walked off then stopped and blew me a kiss. I'm sorry guys....you guys are great and I adore you....but I've never felt so cared for in my entire life. He was tired and stayed up with me. He forced me to tell him what was wrong and then told me that it was fine, he didn't tell me I was overreacting but ht didn't tell me that it was nothing. He told me what to do to make it better and told me that I needed to be more open to him at least. I told him I missed walking and being outside and he suggested we go to the mountains this weekend sometime.
He did everything a boyfriend is supposed to do and I was surprised by each and every act. I adore him. At this point...I don't even care if we don't work out, I'm not going to worry about it anymore because I'm too happy when I'm not worrying about silly things. Earlier today I was feeling down and he told me that he wouldn't let me sit around having insecurities about us. He said there was nothing to be insecure about and he's very happy with me and would never hurt me. I got hurt and he stopped doing his homework to give me a kiss to make it better. When I get fake mad and pout...he just laughs and holds my hand tightly and kisses my cheek.
For an 18 year old guy....he's insanely good at being a mature boyfriend. Better than You-Know-Who was at 24....even when I was feeling insecure this morning and scared about work....I wasn't scared about us, because he told me he wouldn't let me be afraid about us. He'll argue with me....we argued about East coast versus West Coast....I said "didn't we learn our lesson when Tupac and Biggie died?" and he laughed and said "How about we just agree to hate Southern California?" and I agreed and said "How about we agree to just hate the crazy rednecks?" and we reached a truce...it was kinda funny. He did say that I need to smoke some pot or something, that normally I'm withdrawn and closed in but when I'm drunk...I say some of the funniest, wittiest things he's ever heard. He said that he knew I wasn't drunk...I was just relaxed and that right now...being tired....I was relaxed and awesome.
He also told me that I had to see the mountains around where he is from because it's like....being penetrated by God. I told him I didn't want to be penetrated by God because it seems like it would be painful, confusing and a little frightening. He laughed and said that it was more like awe-inspiring. His father is transgendered.....he said that even though his father makes an ugly woman...he likes him much more when he's dressed like a woman because he's relaxed and not angry. Before he used to have bottled up anger or something. His mother is a hardass apparently and he adores her for it.
So...yeah....I could fall in love with him. I really honestly could. Heh. I have another hickey though....I look like I've been strangled. they match up perfectly, one on one side and one on the other. same spot....it's kinda awesome. Lol. Anyway, I promised him I would go work on my work...so....I'll ttyl
I kept shaking my head no and he kissed my shoulder and said "You know...you have really cute freckles on your shoulders." I almost died in a giggle fit! Then we sat down and talked and watched funny videos and stuff. We talked about the fact that I adore his hands...they are beautiful hands. At one point he told me that I have a really pretty nose and I just stared at him like....omg...you kidding? I hate my nose. Then he made me promise to go do my homework right now since I'm staying up all night, and told me to come back by his room later....he decided to work on some work too. Then he gave me a kiss on the nose and made a heart with his fingers and said love. And gave me another kiss and walked off then stopped and blew me a kiss. I'm sorry guys....you guys are great and I adore you....but I've never felt so cared for in my entire life. He was tired and stayed up with me. He forced me to tell him what was wrong and then told me that it was fine, he didn't tell me I was overreacting but ht didn't tell me that it was nothing. He told me what to do to make it better and told me that I needed to be more open to him at least. I told him I missed walking and being outside and he suggested we go to the mountains this weekend sometime.
He did everything a boyfriend is supposed to do and I was surprised by each and every act. I adore him. At this point...I don't even care if we don't work out, I'm not going to worry about it anymore because I'm too happy when I'm not worrying about silly things. Earlier today I was feeling down and he told me that he wouldn't let me sit around having insecurities about us. He said there was nothing to be insecure about and he's very happy with me and would never hurt me. I got hurt and he stopped doing his homework to give me a kiss to make it better. When I get fake mad and pout...he just laughs and holds my hand tightly and kisses my cheek.
For an 18 year old guy....he's insanely good at being a mature boyfriend. Better than You-Know-Who was at 24....even when I was feeling insecure this morning and scared about work....I wasn't scared about us, because he told me he wouldn't let me be afraid about us. He'll argue with me....we argued about East coast versus West Coast....I said "didn't we learn our lesson when Tupac and Biggie died?" and he laughed and said "How about we just agree to hate Southern California?" and I agreed and said "How about we agree to just hate the crazy rednecks?" and we reached a truce...it was kinda funny. He did say that I need to smoke some pot or something, that normally I'm withdrawn and closed in but when I'm drunk...I say some of the funniest, wittiest things he's ever heard. He said that he knew I wasn't drunk...I was just relaxed and that right now...being tired....I was relaxed and awesome.
He also told me that I had to see the mountains around where he is from because it's like....being penetrated by God. I told him I didn't want to be penetrated by God because it seems like it would be painful, confusing and a little frightening. He laughed and said that it was more like awe-inspiring. His father is transgendered.....he said that even though his father makes an ugly woman...he likes him much more when he's dressed like a woman because he's relaxed and not angry. Before he used to have bottled up anger or something. His mother is a hardass apparently and he adores her for it.
So...yeah....I could fall in love with him. I really honestly could. Heh. I have another hickey though....I look like I've been strangled. they match up perfectly, one on one side and one on the other. same spot....it's kinda awesome. Lol. Anyway, I promised him I would go work on my work...so....I'll ttyl