I stand commited...
So I lied. I am going to start updating again. Cause, well, that's how addictions work.
Well well well. Ken's party was about the most ridiculous, blurry, insane night of my entire life. So much madness. And people that I love. And funny shit. And hot boys. And hot girls. And puke. mmm.
By the way ken I am sorry. Really. :(
This update is going to be dedicated to a thing called love. Cause I believe in it.
I haven't been this happy since jesse. Only it's a billion times better than what jesse and I had, its on a completely different level. Tyler makes me fucking crazy. I love him. It's ridiculous. I love his eyebrows, his laugh, his mind. I love the half smile he does after we make out. I love making him happy. I love the conversations we have. I even love our arguments sometimes because only tyler and I can argue in the way that we do. He is the first boyfriend I've had that drinks and smokes. And it's not even like he does it all that often, but I can get fucked up and not have to worry about him judging me, or getting pissed, because he has seen me at my best and worst, and anything is comfortable for us. I'm not used to someone knowing me so well. But it makes me feel loved. Not to sound cheesy, but all my life I have wondered if the sex I was having was actually "making love," but I realized that that was only the beginning. I have honestly never felt anything as beautiful as what tyler and I have. I want things to keep going the way they are going now. I am so so happy.
Chris, fuck you. I'm over you.
I feel liberated.
I sound like a stupid feminist from a chick flick.
Well well well. Ken's party was about the most ridiculous, blurry, insane night of my entire life. So much madness. And people that I love. And funny shit. And hot boys. And hot girls. And puke. mmm.
By the way ken I am sorry. Really. :(
This update is going to be dedicated to a thing called love. Cause I believe in it.
I haven't been this happy since jesse. Only it's a billion times better than what jesse and I had, its on a completely different level. Tyler makes me fucking crazy. I love him. It's ridiculous. I love his eyebrows, his laugh, his mind. I love the half smile he does after we make out. I love making him happy. I love the conversations we have. I even love our arguments sometimes because only tyler and I can argue in the way that we do. He is the first boyfriend I've had that drinks and smokes. And it's not even like he does it all that often, but I can get fucked up and not have to worry about him judging me, or getting pissed, because he has seen me at my best and worst, and anything is comfortable for us. I'm not used to someone knowing me so well. But it makes me feel loved. Not to sound cheesy, but all my life I have wondered if the sex I was having was actually "making love," but I realized that that was only the beginning. I have honestly never felt anything as beautiful as what tyler and I have. I want things to keep going the way they are going now. I am so so happy.
Chris, fuck you. I'm over you.
I feel liberated.
I sound like a stupid feminist from a chick flick.