February 2012
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Night time is when I’m at my weakest. When I lay down to try to sleep, curl up under the same covers that I sat on so many nights to talk to him. When I wear the same purple pajama pants I wore when my grandma died and he comforted me. When I’m in the place we spent so many hours texting, talking, loving.
Night time is when it all hits me, really comes crashing down and I fall apart....
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He’s a great boyfriend. He’s everything I should have wanted. He cares about me more than I deserve.
I love him. Even after all this time he still means everything to me. Even after hurting me time and time again, it is still him and only him that I see myself with in the future.
I don’t know why it feels this way, but sometimes when I kiss him, I remember that it should be...
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Today I am tandem tumbling with my boyfriend. He’s super cute and I love him.
So, yeah, that’s my news today. I’m sure I’ll have more to say later.
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