i need you so much closer..
i haven't updated in ages. life is great right now. i met a boy. his name is grant. he tells me nice things and i like him a lot. i love it when he kisses me and wraps his arms all the way around me. i like how he whispers sweet nothings in my ear. i love how i can be the biggest nerd around him and he still thinks i'm the most amazing girl he has ever met. i love how he takes me on dates to expensive restaurants and don't even blink when it's a 70 dollar bill. he lets me drive his car (which is a lexus) and tells me that he trusts me completely with it. i love how when i got him a parking ticket, he laughed and said i was silly. i love how when we spoon, we fit PERECTLY together, and when i fall asleep he stays up and looks at me. i love it when he calls me amy pasinetti. i like how we can make out for hours and never stop. i love how he knows every spot where i like to be kissed. i like how he always plays with my hair and puts me to sleep. i love how we fall asleep to the postal service and death cab for cutie. i like it when we do puzzles in our poltical science class and make fun of the teacher because he is so weird. i love how he's going to take me to a pumpkin patch and on hayrides. i love how he asked me to go with him to take his niece trick-or-treating. i LOVE how he understands how precious my purple blankie is to me and loves her too. i love how he dresses and smells. i love how he compliments me ALL the time, and he says i have an amazing shoe collection. i love how he wants to meet my parents. i like how he makes me feel inside...
i hate how vulnerable i am making myself. i hate how i'm letting myself like him SO much. i'm nervous that he invited me to go to his brothers wedding dinner rehersal and i have to meet all his family. i get nervous when he talks to his dad about me and i'm sitting right next to him. i hate how i get butterflies in my stomach when i see him. i hate it when he has to go...
it looks like more likes than dislikes. *sigh* please don't let me get hurt...
i hate how vulnerable i am making myself. i hate how i'm letting myself like him SO much. i'm nervous that he invited me to go to his brothers wedding dinner rehersal and i have to meet all his family. i get nervous when he talks to his dad about me and i'm sitting right next to him. i hate how i get butterflies in my stomach when i see him. i hate it when he has to go...
it looks like more likes than dislikes. *sigh* please don't let me get hurt...