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Can we just go ahead and get hitched already? Please? I know that it was going to be our big secret. But I don’t care who knows. I just wanna get married. I wanna be together forever. You’re my best friend. You have been for a long time. I can come to you with anything. And even though I act like I think you’re judging me, I know you’re not. I want to go on adventures. And post all kinds of ridiculous pictures. I want to take trips to Target for no reason and sit in the floor of a Books-A-Million while you tell me you love me. You’re so patient with me. I know I’m demanding and I probably get on your nerves. But you stick around. I love you. I just wanted you to know.

I don’t think I use this thing enough, so I think I’m gonna have to start doing that. I guess I’ll just start writing about random what not. You know? E’rebody loves some what not. I like it on fries. The first what not I’m gonna start with is this weekend. Cause it was awesome. And facebook didn’t seem like the right atmosphere to pour out my feelings about such. So it’s mostly going to be about Justin. Sorry if you don’t want to hear it but I wanna write it so get over it. Let’s start with the beginning of this semester.

IT SUCKED. It was awful, you (you is Justin, in case you aren’t Justin) were busy. I know before I said we were busy, but honestly, I wasn’t. I’m lazy school sucks, I glide by all my classes, so I’m never busy. Everything is last minute. Absolutely, everything. You’re busy right now too. That’s why I’m doing this, cause I can’t Skype with you. Well sorta. Anyways. You were busy, and I said we the other night because I didn’t want you to feel bad. Don’t feel bad now though. I didn’t tell you that so all of a sudden you’d feel bad. Don’t. Back to the story, you were busy and I had lots of free time sitting on my ass doing absolutely nothing and it was terrible because I wanted you to be there. And I wanted you to be sweet but you were preoccupied. I understand, it’s okay.

So all of a sudden, right around when I started getting sick, you started being yourself again. Being all kinds of sweet and amazing and you. I was all bent out of shape about being sick and thinking I was going to die and you told me everything was going to be okay. And it was. You were there for me, when I needed you. At just the right time. So things have been beautiful lately. Everything is sugar coated and marvelous. And then you come into town. That weekend you came and stayed with me was awesome. But this weekend was even better. You were doing all kinds of sweet things. Like cuddling with me a million times, and buying me a pokemon deck, and letting me have one of your shrimpies and the first bite of my favorite enchilada. It’s those little things that mean the most to me. When we were laying in bed talking about Summuh (Is that what we decided on spelling wise? I can’t remember. Lol.) and just talking about the movie and us, I’ve never felt more in love with you. It’s moments like that, that I’ll always remember. It’s moments like that, that I think back on when I’m laying in bed at night missing you. I love thinking about making you laugh and smile. It’s beautiful. I know I always say that I can’t tell if you love me, but I can. I can tell when you kiss my forehead when I’m crying because I don’t want you to leave. I can tell when you put your hand on my leg when I’m driving because you know it makes me smile. I can tell when look me in the eyes when it’s snowing outside and ask me if I’ll love you forever. Well in case you were wondering, I will. Always. I absolutely cannot wait until we go to New York. No more goodbyes. That’s the best part. :) I just felt like you needed to know all this. I love you. I always will. <3