There are some days I know exactly what I want, and where I'm going. I have this picture, I can't stop looking at it. It's you sprawled out on my bed in sweat pants looking straight at me with probably the most sincere face ever. It gives me butterflies. I know that look like the back of my hand. It's the look you have in our comfortable silences. Things are so up and down, confusing . I have no doubts, my doubts have no doubts, I am 1000% doubtless. I miss him. I love him.
Onto other news..
This last one, I'd like with a bow on its head, preferrably with one of those skirts on. *drool*