YOU ARE NOTHING LIKE ME.
If you really cared, you'd read this every night.
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WHEN I RUN INTO YOUR ARMS, WE STEAL A PERFECT MOMENT. Even though he brags about Pitts. winning the cup, I must admit that I am head over heels for this man. He reads me children's books in Barnes and Noble, we go on bike rides, he kisses my face all over, I'm his baby bear, he's my big bear, and we've have bomb ass old school video game competitions. In all honesty he's as good as it gets. His parents adore me and cook me awesome dinners. I couldn't see myself with anyone else at this point in my life, and in my future. We blast SYG, Cascada, and The Casualties while singing at the top of our lungs, in my hoopdie. He literally treats me like gold, and I know his heart is mine. I've never been this serious about anyone, ever. Fuck with him and I promise I'll slit your throat. Eight months and counting. . .