Why do things that don't actually matter matter?
Why can't I just leave it how it is, and not question it.
There is not a single thing I would change about it, but I still want to ask why its how it is, why I'm where I am, and what it all means to the other party involved.
But, for fear of these questions tainting what I do have, I'll just ignore it, and stay focused on how great it all is.
No use in bringing up something that may change everything for the worse, right?

But what if it didn't? What if it made it better because then it would just be known?
How bold am I feeling?
(Apparently not very.)


You say the most amazing things to me.
The brush of your hand against my back will always make me melt.
I am retardedly in love with you, and I don't care to hide it.

I am your biggest fan.

(I hope you're always by my side.)

Yesterday you asked me how I ever lived without you, and although I know you meant it in a joking context because of the rest of the conversation, the truest answer is this:
I didn't know what I was living without. Had I ever gotten a glimpse of this level of happiness a person can bring to my life, and this amount of love I can feel, and this amount of security, and understanding, life until you would have been much more difficult.


Aside from all that, it's "The Holidays".
Gross.
I like food, don't get me wrong, so Thanksgiving isn't the worst, but I still don't really like it.
And I just dislike Christmas. Hands down, not for me.
It'll all be over soon enough.
And then it will be next year, and then I'll start school.

I want more tattoos.