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Cutest ever.
I am really glad livejournal is here and mostly dead so that I can use it as lamespace.
Because oh man, this boy.
We jump puddles and eat cookies and pretend we are lions and listen to pop punk and go to sleep every night inside of a blanket fort.
It's really strange, because life just kept happening and everything was all wrong for a long time. And now everything is perfect, and it seems like maybe the all wrong was just leading up to the perfect, and that maybe all of the wrong was worth it. Even if the perfect only sticks around until tomorrow.