I am happy.
I have great friends and family, a promising future, not a whole lot of worries for the moment, and a wonderful boy.
Yes there is Joe, whom I have regretfully failed to mention in the almost 1.5 years since we have been dating, simply because I haven't really written on xanga in a long long time. It all started a long time ago, even longer ago then when I used xanga. I knew if I wrote something about him, before I knew exactly what we were that it would come back to bite me in the ass. As it turns out, the opposite happened, as it has been 1.5 years of unrecored-on-xanga happiness that should be heard.
So, Joe, you make me happy. It's in the little things that you don't even notice as much as it in the grand gestures. I love to watch you do your hair because it's such an art form for you and you are so particular about it and it is funny to me. I also love to pet the side of your face by your temple where your hair meets your side-forehead because it is flat and smooth and a special part of your face that is just fun to pet. I also love the way that you laugh when you are tickled and how you are so ashamed about it. It is silly and it is so happy and I love to see you that way.
There are also the grand gestures, like when you buy me flowers or make me dinner or take me somewhere special to you like a rooftop of a parking garage at night. I love those things, like any girl would and I am so privileged to be privy to them because of Joe.
Mostly, I just love spending time with him. It's easy and comfortable and always fun. It's a wonderful thing when your best friend gets to be your boyfriend. I am happy when I get to see him and I miss him a lot right now and wish he would come visit sooner. I am also very excited for next year together. Happy.
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I have great friends and family, a promising future, not a whole lot of worries for the moment, and a wonderful boy.
Yes there is Joe, whom I have regretfully failed to mention in the almost 1.5 years since we have been dating, simply because I haven't really written on xanga in a long long time. It all started a long time ago, even longer ago then when I used xanga. I knew if I wrote something about him, before I knew exactly what we were that it would come back to bite me in the ass. As it turns out, the opposite happened, as it has been 1.5 years of unrecored-on-xanga happiness that should be heard.
So, Joe, you make me happy. It's in the little things that you don't even notice as much as it in the grand gestures. I love to watch you do your hair because it's such an art form for you and you are so particular about it and it is funny to me. I also love to pet the side of your face by your temple where your hair meets your side-forehead because it is flat and smooth and a special part of your face that is just fun to pet. I also love the way that you laugh when you are tickled and how you are so ashamed about it. It is silly and it is so happy and I love to see you that way.
There are also the grand gestures, like when you buy me flowers or make me dinner or take me somewhere special to you like a rooftop of a parking garage at night. I love those things, like any girl would and I am so privileged to be privy to them because of Joe.
Mostly, I just love spending time with him. It's easy and comfortable and always fun. It's a wonderful thing when your best friend gets to be your boyfriend. I am happy when I get to see him and I miss him a lot right now and wish he would come visit sooner. I am also very excited for next year together. Happy.
