Nothing cheers you up like deciding the stretch your ears again and getting out your old stretchers. Yayyy super painful throbbing earlobes!
I'm a walking cliche for the only child,
I don't share.
I have rules for everything, and reasons for every rule ;
but sometimes it doesn't take much for me to throw them out the window.
I am never the same two days in a row.
I am like this by design, and I love every flaw.
This is basically what the inside of my mind would look like, if I could customize and re-blog it.
Oh, & I crave for the day you get a hallpass ♥
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Wow. It’s official. Guys suck. Dating is stupid. What’s so wrong with wanting to date someone without drama and jealousy and weird moodyness? You just have fun and don’t make it all ;alsdjf;lkfj and you’re basically just like two best friends, laughing all day & cuddling all night. Just hanging out, having fun, and going out to do fun goofy things like driving go karts or geocaching or SOMETHING. Living life and all that.
OH, and having hot sex in between all of those things. Yeup. I said it. That’s the best part, as much as you can manage.
WHAT HAPPENED TO THESE TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS. I swear all I did was take a few years off and now they appear to be extinct. This is BALLS.
You’ll never know that your husband spent the night at my place last year :) People in glass relationships shouldn’t throw stones.
Broken Boomerang
It’s crazy, I can’t believe how much you look like the guy who would fall asleep with me on the phone after I had a bad day.
It’s uncanny how much you look like this boy who ;
would make up corny ice-capades-like routines using his rolly desk chair ‘just because he wanted to see me smile’.
always told me no matter what, he always knew we were going to end up together, we were just taking the scenic route.
I could tell anything to, because sometimes he was the only person I could trust.
made me feel better about myself every time he spoke to me.
gave me enough space to make my own mistakes and figure things out, and stuck it out when I made a bunch of them.
would write me letters - actual POST, snail mail, write it out on sheets of paper, put it in an envelope and seal it with a STAMP letters.
sent me an e-mail one night about how he had just gotten home from a party and while he was there some girl was making the moves on him and he stood up, told her “I have a girlfriend and her name is Liz and she is AMAZING”, dropped his beer, and ran home to write me an e-mail telling me the whole story.
told me that we were two boomerangs, and no matter how far we threw eachother, we’d always come back in the end.
But hey, everyone has a doppelganger right? A twin, a look alike? ‘Cause even though you look quite similar, this one difference sets you apart. You seem to have some kind of huge, neon, flashing, broadway-esque, “sneaky spineless coward” quality that he didn’t. Oh well.
