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saw war of the worlds. everytime i 'hide my face' its always behind loose fingers so that i can still see but this movie made me bury my head into andrew and the seat and plug my ears. the bridge falling made me freak out [scared of bridges] and the images in that movie still haunt me. this movie scared the crap out of me. my dad said he doesnt want to see it cause he's boy-cottin tom cruise cause hes a 'fuckin idiot'
nate marsh called and apalogized. this ment the world to me. its been too many years. too many years.
yesterday we went to the mall and found the perfect rings...mmmmmperfection.
we watched garden state.
'what are you, 12?' he asked when i chose popcorn for dinner. ice cream with gummi bears for lunch. ice for breakfast. hes so funny. 'youre like a child who gets to make grown up decisions'
i love my life. i love how we can hang out for hours in a random parking lot laughing and kissing and pressing eachother against his truck. i love how i have bruises all over that i dont remember getting. i love how he tells me not to look when theres something on the tele that is not suitable for a lady. i love how when i am crude and curse like a pirate he tells me thats not what a lady would say. i love how he loves pink and white on me. hes so genuine. i love how he made me read the letter i wrote to him out loud. i love how hes on the same page as me, always. i love the bracelet he gave me. i love how we connect so easily, so perfectly, so beautifully abstract. i love how after we picked out rings he couldnt stop telling me how i have the best taste. i love how he gets that its about the love, not about showing off, not about anything materialistic. i love how he said 'not soon enough' when she asked if we were getting married. i effin love him. more than you know.
i love a man from california
hes the prettiest thing
we've got the same disorder
nate marsh called and apalogized. this ment the world to me. its been too many years. too many years.
yesterday we went to the mall and found the perfect rings...mmmmmperfection.
we watched garden state.
'what are you, 12?' he asked when i chose popcorn for dinner. ice cream with gummi bears for lunch. ice for breakfast. hes so funny. 'youre like a child who gets to make grown up decisions'
i love my life. i love how we can hang out for hours in a random parking lot laughing and kissing and pressing eachother against his truck. i love how i have bruises all over that i dont remember getting. i love how he tells me not to look when theres something on the tele that is not suitable for a lady. i love how when i am crude and curse like a pirate he tells me thats not what a lady would say. i love how he loves pink and white on me. hes so genuine. i love how he made me read the letter i wrote to him out loud. i love how hes on the same page as me, always. i love the bracelet he gave me. i love how we connect so easily, so perfectly, so beautifully abstract. i love how after we picked out rings he couldnt stop telling me how i have the best taste. i love how he gets that its about the love, not about showing off, not about anything materialistic. i love how he said 'not soon enough' when she asked if we were getting married. i effin love him. more than you know.
i love a man from california
hes the prettiest thing
we've got the same disorder