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Yesterday I was walking to move my car with Steve and we were discussing how strange I am and this is what my awesome boyfriend had to say about me:
You are like one of those cookies at the bakery that has like the sprinkles on it and the weird sugar concoction poured all over it. Like, the cookie that you look at and go "now that is one fucked up cookie" But you have to try it. Just because it is so fucked up. You have to try the cookie to see what its like. To see if it is good on the inside despite the craziness on the outside... hmm I am just now reaizing that maybe that wasn't the best analogy.
Hehe He made my night... but for other reasons as well. :-D And I choose to think about the good times with him rather than the continuing confusing times with other friends.
You are like one of those cookies at the bakery that has like the sprinkles on it and the weird sugar concoction poured all over it. Like, the cookie that you look at and go "now that is one fucked up cookie" But you have to try it. Just because it is so fucked up. You have to try the cookie to see what its like. To see if it is good on the inside despite the craziness on the outside... hmm I am just now reaizing that maybe that wasn't the best analogy.
Hehe He made my night... but for other reasons as well. :-D And I choose to think about the good times with him rather than the continuing confusing times with other friends.