Remember our first date?
I wore the shirt you gave me for my birthday.
My mom awkwardly made us sit on the couch for pictures.
We went with all graduated people.
I was completely awkward.
We watched this movie.
You tickled my back.
I tickled yours.
Time flies my dear.
And I mean that forever.
This has absolutely nothing to do with my life.
But... I'm obsessed.
So it's normal.
I am so pleased.
And I think I might have found a keeper.
Actually I'm almost positive I did.
His blogger identity shall be arriving soon.