fucking a dude
i am so happy i cant even contain it. im dancing around my room right now to loud ass music. doesnt matter what comes on im going to dance.
everything is just so perfect right now
dave is absolutely incredible, there are no other words. maybe amazing, spectacular... but those are just words. whats important is the feeling i get when i am with him. i swear to god, ive never been this..... HAPPY ... in my entire life. if i died tomorrow, i would be a completely satisfied girl. no, i havent reached all my goals, i havent saved a million lives, i havent even begun to live a full life... but i swear to god, right now, i feel like absolutely anything is possible.
its not just the feeling i get when im with him. its after we part, i still feel it all over. i still feel loved. i still feel happy. i still feel like theres something more to loook forward to. living with bpd- that doesnt happen. ever. nothing is ever constant. when someones gone, theyre fucking gone. but with him- ah its just like he gives me this crazy strength to get by. to do anything i want. i know he cares about me, and thats all i need. and god knows i would give him the world- and i fully plan on doing it
i am so happy i cant even contain it. im dancing around my room right now to loud ass music. doesnt matter what comes on im going to dance.
everything is just so perfect right now
dave is absolutely incredible, there are no other words. maybe amazing, spectacular... but those are just words. whats important is the feeling i get when i am with him. i swear to god, ive never been this..... HAPPY ... in my entire life. if i died tomorrow, i would be a completely satisfied girl. no, i havent reached all my goals, i havent saved a million lives, i havent even begun to live a full life... but i swear to god, right now, i feel like absolutely anything is possible.
its not just the feeling i get when im with him. its after we part, i still feel it all over. i still feel loved. i still feel happy. i still feel like theres something more to loook forward to. living with bpd- that doesnt happen. ever. nothing is ever constant. when someones gone, theyre fucking gone. but with him- ah its just like he gives me this crazy strength to get by. to do anything i want. i know he cares about me, and thats all i need. and god knows i would give him the world- and i fully plan on doing it
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