some one tell me why im such a loser...
baby. I love you so much. and i know i never show it like i should, or say it like i should; i just wish you knew how much you mean to me. like we were telepathic and i could be just about to say, "i love you", and you'd be like, i already know. i love you too. or like, we would drive down the street and a crappy song would be playing, like this really horrible techno song, and id be like, man, i hate this song (in my head) and you'd be like, "oh my god! me too!" or like we had teleporters so if i wanted to see you i could just show up in your room, jetson-style. i know i sound like the biggest nerd in the world right now, but i love you. so damn much. and i dont really know how to tell you without sounding redundant. and as much as i loved you before today, i love you a hundred times more after spending time with you at the marine museum. i mean, you encourage me to do shit like touch the slimy sting-rays-->which i would never know they were slimey if you hadnt held my hand in the water and helped me touch one. and this is about to sound so damn corney so just bare with me for a second:
-being with you is like being at the marine science museum and being so scared to touch the sting rays. like, sometimes i get so scared of loving you too much, or feeling you to much, or falling too hard for you because i dont want to get stung, like the sting rays tails do (even though your tail is uber sexy!). and i too scared to do it, but you always hold my hand and help me do it, at my pace and timing. and i feel safer with your hand on top of mine. as if you would protect me from sting-ray bites. but its so great. and after i finally have the courage to do it, its like, "AHH! lets do it again!"---but i still dont like shrimp. [it tastes like the sting-ray feels]
i just want you to know baby. you are one of the biggest parts of my life. i would walk on fire for you. you have know idea how much you mean to me. and ever since ive said that shit to you, ive felt so bad. and i dont know why i did it. its like i was talking, but it wasnt me . and after i was like, "what am i doing? i love this guy. i dont do shit like this." i mean, hasnt that ever happened to you? because i didnt mean any of it baby. you gotta know you have my heart.
and maybe i make up alot of things out of nothing. but haven't you ever been worried? i mean, look what i have to lose. something so amazing. someone so freaking awesome. and i know you can hear me yell at you but im really just trying to tell you im scared. i love you. i want you to do whats good for you. i want forever. -thats all i wish for lately. sounds so 7th grade huh!: "PALEEZE make me marry bobby 13 yr. old. love, susan jr. high". but really baby. i love us together. and i wanna love us together, forever from now.
i'm sorry this letter is so damn long and your losing your eyesight and brain cells by the minute from reading it. but i want you to know, i love you. despite all our fights and everything. i love everything about us. i love the vein on your forehead when you get really mad and it starts throbbing. and the way your left eye twitches when your thinking to yourself, "what the hell is wrong with you!" or "what are you talking about?" i love the way you kiss me when we make up. and how you make everything seem ok. i love the way you hold my hand and smile in my car. the way your eyes light up when you get excited and the way you hold me in bed late at night. i love the way i can be me and comfortable around you. i love how everyday i find something new to love about you. i love you.
xo
Brittany
that was my letter to scott.
why am i so gay?
-being with you is like being at the marine science museum and being so scared to touch the sting rays. like, sometimes i get so scared of loving you too much, or feeling you to much, or falling too hard for you because i dont want to get stung, like the sting rays tails do (even though your tail is uber sexy!). and i too scared to do it, but you always hold my hand and help me do it, at my pace and timing. and i feel safer with your hand on top of mine. as if you would protect me from sting-ray bites. but its so great. and after i finally have the courage to do it, its like, "AHH! lets do it again!"---but i still dont like shrimp. [it tastes like the sting-ray feels]
i just want you to know baby. you are one of the biggest parts of my life. i would walk on fire for you. you have know idea how much you mean to me. and ever since ive said that shit to you, ive felt so bad. and i dont know why i did it. its like i was talking, but it wasnt me . and after i was like, "what am i doing? i love this guy. i dont do shit like this." i mean, hasnt that ever happened to you? because i didnt mean any of it baby. you gotta know you have my heart.
and maybe i make up alot of things out of nothing. but haven't you ever been worried? i mean, look what i have to lose. something so amazing. someone so freaking awesome. and i know you can hear me yell at you but im really just trying to tell you im scared. i love you. i want you to do whats good for you. i want forever. -thats all i wish for lately. sounds so 7th grade huh!: "PALEEZE make me marry bobby 13 yr. old. love, susan jr. high". but really baby. i love us together. and i wanna love us together, forever from now.
i'm sorry this letter is so damn long and your losing your eyesight and brain cells by the minute from reading it. but i want you to know, i love you. despite all our fights and everything. i love everything about us. i love the vein on your forehead when you get really mad and it starts throbbing. and the way your left eye twitches when your thinking to yourself, "what the hell is wrong with you!" or "what are you talking about?" i love the way you kiss me when we make up. and how you make everything seem ok. i love the way you hold my hand and smile in my car. the way your eyes light up when you get excited and the way you hold me in bed late at night. i love the way i can be me and comfortable around you. i love how everyday i find something new to love about you. i love you.
xo
Brittany
that was my letter to scott.
why am i so gay?