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no more fake journals.
only truth.
no facades
i love her.
even the silliest littlest things keep telling me i do.
such as in past relationships, i wouldnt ever let people use my tooth brush, a small little thing, i never understood why or even how pwople could let other people use their toothbrush, but with her the only thing i thought of was that my tooth brush is so god damn big. [i blame my mother for buying it.]
i'm not embarrased in front of her, i love to touch her and hold her and kiss her and love when she does the same to me.
[side note: another little thing. i never blush. but i was bright red with her just touching me. not an embarassed red, just uh- yea see, i need to stop talking...]
i want to know her, and i want to know the theories and ideas and concepts that intrgue her, i want to understand and talk to her.
i cant stop smiling.
i love her.
i'm glad we talked.
only truth.
no facades
i love her.
even the silliest littlest things keep telling me i do.
such as in past relationships, i wouldnt ever let people use my tooth brush, a small little thing, i never understood why or even how pwople could let other people use their toothbrush, but with her the only thing i thought of was that my tooth brush is so god damn big. [i blame my mother for buying it.]
i'm not embarrased in front of her, i love to touch her and hold her and kiss her and love when she does the same to me.
[side note: another little thing. i never blush. but i was bright red with her just touching me. not an embarassed red, just uh- yea see, i need to stop talking...]
i want to know her, and i want to know the theories and ideas and concepts that intrgue her, i want to understand and talk to her.
i cant stop smiling.
i love her.
i'm glad we talked.