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today is a year exactly since tom asked if we should "just try it". and kissed me on the roof. its been a rough year, a lot of really terrible shit has happened (none involving tom). but i dont think i could be happier. i have the most amazing boy i could ever ask for. one year, and not a single second of mild irritation, no fluttering annoyance which calls for talking yourself into just letting it go. no arguments, no fights. not a single second of wishing i were with someone else or missing anyone else's arms. he never once made me feel like shit, like i wasn't worth it. i feel that he could more likely than not say the same about me. i hope so anyway.
ultimately i feel safe to say that i am entirely in love and that i do not understand how or why this happened to me but that i got fucking lucky and i am so glad that i did.
ultimately i feel safe to say that i am entirely in love and that i do not understand how or why this happened to me but that i got fucking lucky and i am so glad that i did.