5.08.46
Hours, minutes and seconds.
Time talking to the boyfriend tonight. This far outreaches
riceball's epic phone conversation last night, which was somewhere in the 3 hour region.
I laughed a lot. There was a lot of discussion of stocks and Boeing. Then the topic turned serious. I cried because I'm a fucking insecure douchebag.
I truly care for him. This troubles me more than I care to admit. :(