so it’s this time of the month again :) i wonder if me saying these kinds of things is ever going to get old, if it hasn’t already that is. but TOO BAD. deal with my cheesiness.
i can’t believe i got to spend twenty-four hours with you the other day. it felt like stumbling upon a unicorn or something. and a quick divergence–sometimes i honestly think you look most beautiful when your hair is all rumpled and you’re wearing pajammies. though if looks could kill, man people would have been crying for an entirely different reason at your graduation dinner.
it’s been quite a ride hasn’t it? i find it quite strange/wonderful that looking back, even though it’s been a year and a half, my love for you has not stopped growing. either my thoracic cavity is like that tent in harry potter, or my body is going to be extremely disproportionate in a few years. every day i find new reasons that reaffirm me thinking: fuck yeah she’s the most amazing girl in the world.
happy eighteen months love :)