Just been kinda sitting here farting around online. Shawn's asleep, and I've been watching him some. He's really adorable when he sleeps, I just like to watch him breathe, and feel him next to me. Such a wonderful feeling. I'm so glad things are working out between us, the fights are less frequent, and things are just generally much better. I'm really glad.
Tomorrow is the game, but I have to work, so I'm trying to sell my ticket since I can't really make it. Someone on the ufstudents community is being a real bitch though, but whatever. Not my fault that I gotta go to work. Hopefully someone will be able to put it to good use, since I wont be able too, and I wouldn't want to go alone anyway, which is what would be happening since all the tickets have been picked up already and I couldn't get Shawn one. Oh well, at least I have tickets to the rest of the games, maybe me and my new buddy can pick them up together next time :) My seat is ok, it's better than a lot but of course, I picked it up on Thursday, so it isn't super fantastic. But it's all good, hopefully I'll be able to pick the ticket up next time earlier so maybe I'll have better seats.
Heheheh...today was easy, I slept in late, missed my classes because I was SO TIRED, and I took Shawny to work, farted around, then went to the gym for a couple hours, picked him up, came home showered and changed, then wemet his friend steve for dinner at Perkins. Yummy Perkins, I had breakfast for dinner. :) deliiiish!
aw he's stirring. So cute. Aw, he has this pissy look on his face cause the kitty is all up on him, lol...and the light is on..he is so fucking CUTE when he sleeps. AWWW He's all groaning and moaning cause Stewie is all over him. LOL so CUTE!
anyway, that's all I've got for now, maybe after I get off work tomorrow we can all go somewhere and watch the game. :)
I never did get to get Shawn a ticket. :( Hopefully I'll be able to find someone as equally cool as me to sit with, otherwise I'm gonna end up selling the ticket..I am not looking forward to going alone. He had one hell fo a time picking up my ticket for me, they wouldn't let him do it so he had to find some random person who had a season ticket to take my ID and pick up my ticket with theirs. So annoying. Just let him pick up the fucking ticket!
Blaaaah.
On a better note, I started my new job at Sunglass Hut today, in Macys. SO EASY. OMG. We just stood there all day and talked. :) I love my jew job. Lot's of love there.
I was sitting in the wrong room for the class I was talking about before so I got up and left and obviously came in late to the proper class...
and she made me sing. *cry* She told me the policy was if you came in late you had to sing. I was like...oh...fuck. I hate my life! lol it was funny though I sang happy birthday. The girl who came in after me did im a little teapot haha
and from now on on MWF I think Shawn nad I should ride the bus together that way he can put my bike on the rack for me. Sigh. I hate this stupid bike already.
I've decided that riding a bike on campus is just not worth it. I'm hot, I'm sweating, I missed my first class because I forgot my bike lock at home, and I have to be THAT person that gets on the bus. I'm pretty sure all the bus drivers hate me now. The problem isnt getting the bike off the stupid bus rack, it's getting it on there. I'm not that strong, especially to lift a bike over my damn head to get it on the rack. It's ridiculous. I just biked from the Reitz to the FLG a few minutes ago, and my hands are shaking, I'm dehydrated, and I'm sweating like a stuck pig. How the hell do people do this for FUN? This isn't fun. It's a godamned nightmare. I'm sitting in a classroom right now waiting for my classes to start, and dreading when it's over because I'll have to bike about a fucking mile to the psychology building for this graduate class that I just HAD to have. It should be cool, I mean, it's called Fantastic Anthropology, so I'm pretty sure it'll be fascinating, but god. No more bike. I've seriously considered all day just returnign the stupid thing and huffing it from classroom to classroom. It's seriously less work, I think. I don't know. All I know is that I have to go to Latin Dance tonight all sweated up already. I'm not gonna feel like dancing! lol. j/k I know I will. I love to dance. So excited!
I'm feeling pretty sorry for Shawn right now, since he only got about three hours of sleep last night. He's working, so when I took him, I came straight home and went back to bed for about three hours. I rolled outta bed around 3pm. Ha.
I finally got into my Latin Dance class! I'm really excited about that, I've been stalking ISIS since registration opened up hoping someone would drop it, and they finally did! Yayness! I also got into bowling, ha, which should be pretty amusing. Whatever, I'll get to dance and bowl for 16 weeks, how cool is that?! I've been DYING to take Latin Dance, and now I'm in it, I'm incredibly excited. I've always wanted to learn to dance like that! I hope I learn to tango, salsa, and all that stuff. I'm soo excited. Shawn would never take lessons with me, so now I have an opportunity to take them, and I'm so very excited. Bowling should be fun too, I hope I get to bowl for free! Ha maybe I'll get to cause I'll be *practicing* for the class! I was never super good at bowling but I wasn't terrible either, I hope this class really improves my game. I'm sure it will since I'll probably be learning technique and angles and things like that. I've never been very good at it. I just hope I'm not getting all excited about a mistake. Oh well, I can decide Monday, our drop/add ends on Tuesday. Thankfully I get to go to all my classes first before I decide wether or not I want to drop them. Santa Fe doesn't get that luxury. What the hell is wrong with them?
Shawn has had the WORST luck with Santa Fe. I swear everytime he thinks everything is going good with school and shit he gets totally and completley fucked. SOO ridiculous. Financial aid sucks everywhere though, and he keeps saying it will get better when he hits UF, but I've seen the posts on ufstudents and I know it really wont. It might just be a little less stressful. No matter where you go, financial aid people don't have the foggiest idea about what they are doing. Advisors dont either.
Oh...speaking of advisors...I'm only a couple classes away from graduating with a double major. I wonder if UF will let me declare a second major this late in the game? I went in there before and asked about that, but the guy was a real dick and told me no and I had no business still being at UF anyway because I had so many credits, my Bright Futures is running out. Hm. I wonder if I went somewhere else...would all my Anthro classes transfer? Or would I have to take them all over again? I'll have to try to find a UNF community or something. Or USF. Or UCF. Doesn't matter. I could do online classes and get another major. I just think a major in Anthro as well as Classics would really look much better than just Classics. Classics is cool and all...but...come on. When it all boils down, Classics is going ot get me NOWHERE. And I've got SO many Anthro classes that I'm just hoping if I DID transfer to another school, they would accept my credits even if I've already graduated. Ugh. What a pain in the rear.
Ok, so me and my boyfriend and another couple went out to eat at Applebees tonight. We all hadn't been there in a while, and thigns started off pretty smooth, we got seated immediatly, our drinks were brought promptly, and before me and my boyfriend had even gotten to the bottom of our glasses the waiter had brought us another one. Well, everythings cool, we get our food, and I happened to be sitting on the end of the table next to the aisle. Directly across from me was my friends boyfriend. Now, it's getting towards the end of our meal, so I'm getting close to done, but I have a good amount of mashed potatoes and french fries (yeah a lot of starch I know) left and I'm still eating. Theres even chicken left on my plate. Roberto (my friends boyfriend) has barely eatne half his chicken. The waiter is coming with more drinks, sets My boyfriends and Kiri (Robertos g/f) drinks down without effort, but as he is settin gmine down, something just goes wrong. It spills ALL over the table, especially in my plate. My poor little french fries are now swimming in a sea of iced tea. Sweet no less, so its especially sticky. The drink splashed all over me and Roberto both, and my jeans were soaked in several places. No big deal right? It's happened to me before, except worse. But this time, the waiter didn't even apologize. First off, he completley ignored the fact that Roberto and I were both soaked. He didn't even apologize. He just turned really red and walked off to get napkins. He didn't say another word for a while, until he brought back napkins, again, ignoring me and telling Roberto that he would bring him another plate while he took my plate (swimming in tea, and I'm still not finished). Now I'm sitting there speechless. First off, you spilled sweet tea all over me. I'm sticky, my feet are wet, my jeans are wet, and you took my food. Second, you ignored me again, you didn't offer to bring ME another plate, even though I wasn't done. Roberto had to flag the guy down and tell him I wanted another one. They guy acted like he was doing us a favor by comping our second meals. Um, hello! You dumped tea all over us, not to mention our food! At least be nice about it and give us SOME kind of compensation. I wasn't even finished and you took it from me! If I had known you weren't intending on bringing me any more back, I would have stopped you and insisted I eat my sopping wet fries and potatoes. I wasn't even being pushy. At most places, management would freak out if you dumped a drink all over a customer. Now tell me, would you be pissed?
God! And to top off my irritation, all my posts to the communities I'm in keep getting rejected! I don't see how!! In one of em, I posted something really cute and funny and it got rejected cause it 'wasn't all that funny' yet at the same time....some stupid shit gets posted! Like, it isn't just me thats commenting saying..."yeah that isn't funny at all...how did this make it through the mods?" I don't see how a couple mods can judge whats funny and what isn't. Everyone has different opinions, why should an entire (and not to mention rather popular) community be censored to only see what a few people like? Communists!
I'm so pissed at my stupid cat. Fat Maggie decides that its the best thing in the world to stomp all over my laptop while I'm trying to edit something on my profile (like...lots of potential for her to fuck it all up) so I shoved her off. Well, Maggie always walks with her claws out. I don't know why. She claws up everything everytime she walks. I would really like to get her declawed, especially after this. They really are a hazard. When I pushed her off, I guess her claw got stuck underneath the 7 key on my laptop, and ripped it off. Now, not only can I not find the actual key, but I'm finding little pieces of it. I can't fix it. First of all, the pieces are so fucking tiny I can't see shit, and second, I don't have the actual seven piece itself. I really dislike cats sometimes. Seriously. I wasn't mad mad about the whole plate thing with Stewie, that was a couple dollars. But this is a $2000 laptop Maggies ripping keys off of. I'm PISSED. SO tempted to toss her outside and leave her there.
As I was saying, Shawn was pissy about the hat being put on his head, and honestly, for the next hour and a half, we were fucking miserable. We were getting yelled at by the street vendors, we couldn't figure out where we needed to be, we were getting hungry, we couldn't find out water taxi, and when we got to Atlantis, we couldn't even get into the aquarium because we would have had to pay another $30 per person. So, I showed him the pool, what little aquarium we could see, and the casino. At least he can say he has been there now. I must say, it is beautiful:
The pool:
A little hut to the right of the pool:
You can also sort of see the casino in the background here too:
Anyway, we found our way back to the island of Nassau itself (Atlantis was on its own seperate little island: Paradise Island. And, after taking the water taxi there and back and paying each stupid tour guide a dollar apiece for information Shawn and I are pretty sure they were making up) where we met up with Kristi and Jeremy at 2 at Senor Frogs. It was very good, Shawn and I shared a BBQ chicken wrap, since it was getting close to dinner and we didn't want to stuff ourselves (although those of you who know Shawn know that half a wrap wont get him anywhere near full). After we ate, the four of us walked around for a little while, and I showed Kristi and Jeremy where the Hard Rock Cafe was so they could buy some shirts, and then we headed back to the straw market where we spent a little more time, then we all headed back on the boat to get dinner.
Now, this was the night we had all decided to drink. And, since it was the night we were going to drink, I brought the free bottle of champagne to dinner (forgot about that didn't you?) where we all (excluding Jeremy) had a glass of it. Actually, Shawn had a glass, I had about half a glass, and Kristi had the rest of the bottle. We didn't care, we told her to drink it. It was free anyway! This is where the fun really started. After dinner, we all went back to me and Shawn's room to finish off the process of our progressive wastedness. Here Kristi proceeded to down a good half of a water bottle full of Rumplemintz. This is where it gets really fun.
Examples include:
She doesn't really remember most of the night, lol. She doesn't rememebr going to see the show that night, which had a comedian and a magician. Although the whole show she was whoo-hooing and cheering, but she doesn't rember doing it. She also doesn't remember yanking a random pink hairband from a table and stickign it on her head, nor does she remember her phrase "Let's go get my pocket book our of my camera!" which she referred to later as the best idea she'd ever had. Following the events, after her and her husband went to bed Shawn and I stayed in the club for another hour, maybe hour and a half dancing til our legs were sore. When we went to bed, we didn't get up again til noon the next day. :)
Sunday wasn't much, we pretty much just had lunch, got in the hot tub, wandered around, took some pictures, and went to dinner. Sadly, that evening was the last time we got to hang out with Kristi and Jeremy. :(
Monday morning Shawn and I were woken up by the boat docking at 6am, and so we decided to just get up and pack our stuff up and get ready to get off the boat. We were a tad concerned because my cell phone was dead and we couldn't call his mother to come and get us, but she had already called the cruise line and they told her when to pick us up. Sadly, that was the end of our trip. We went back to Fernandina and stayed there a while, and Steve and Maris treated us to dinner, which was very nice of them. Now we are here back in Gainesville, starting classes. *Cry*
I just put HER on gogetoffmyspace. I don't care if that makes me a horrible person, I fucking hate her. She's ugly, and I hate her. I HATE HER. I can't think of anyone else I could possibly actually hate but she takes teh cake. I hate her for making me hate her. I've never 'hated' anyone before. I suppose it isn't really her fault. She didn't ask for any of this either, just like I didn't. She didn't ask to be lied to, to be blown off and ignored, just like I didn't ask to be cheated on. I hate her anyway, though.
Anyway, Shawn and I got back yesterday morning early from the cruise. We could hear the boat docking at like, 6am which pissed us off because we couldn't get back to sleep after that. (We had another good 45 minutes, bitch!) Anyhow.
It started off just great :) We got on the boat with plenty of time to stuff our faces with the buffet, explore the ship, wander around and just get settled in general and accustomed to our new surroundings. We had to go through a boat drill, which was a little more in depth than the one I went on in may, but that is probably due to the boat we were on this time being busted. The boat was stuck in the Bahamas and only made it back just in time to pick us all up. I got an email the day before the cruise telling me that a propeller was busted and that we would not be going to Freeport, but that we would only be going to Nassau. I wasn't to upset, and besides, they gave us a $100 room credit per person, which rawked! And, we get a discount on a future cruise. But anyway, the only main difference in the boat drill was that this time, they actually told us which lifeboats we would have to go to in case of an emergency, and they led us outside to show us where they were. The cruise I went on in May (same boat) didn't do all that, they just let us free after they explained procedures while we were sitting there uncomfortable in our life jackets. We were uncomfortable in lifejackets this time, but this time they made us go out into the heat. UGH. It didn't last to terribly long, so we went upstairs to sit on the Lido Deck (where the buffet was) and then outside to watch the boat leave, and watch as we went under the Dames Point Bridge. One high bridge man, damn. By then it was time for dinner, so we went into our room and changed, then went to dinner. We ended up getting seated with a very nice couple, although at first none of us were really sure about the other. By the next night you would have thought we planned the damn cruise together the way we were talking about sex, mushrooms, and the world splitting in half. Anyway, we went to the show that first night and saw the welcome from the Cruise Director (same as last time) and he sent his social directors in the audience to pick 8 people out and bring on stage. Shawn got picked, haha. He ended up having to do a goofy race, but hey, we got a bottle of free champagne out of it!!
*giggle* He's second in from the right, BTW. And the entire audience (probably 300 people) saw his bright blue boxers too. It's not terribly clear in the video, but if you look hard enough it's there. *laugh* Anyway after that, I think we hit up the casino and I won us some money back that we had lost earlir, plus a little, I think. Then we went to bed after we wont the money back, because hey, we won it back plus some, why piss it away?? The next morning was a day at sea, so we had no real reason to get up or do anything in paticular, but we got up pretty early anyway so that we would be able to do everything that we wanted to do. Friday night was Formal Night at dinner, so we had to keep that in mind with whatever we did, because we were going to have to shower and get all pretty for that night. We pretty much just wandered away all day, and Shawn won quite a bit of money at the casino and he bought me a diamond and tanzanite ring:
After all that, I think we wandered around the ship a little more, bought some t-shirts, took some pictures, then headed back to the room to get ready for our formal night. We had some pictures taken of us, but we couldn't afford them. They were very nice too, it sucks that they were so damn expensive. We need to have some taken anyway. Maybe Wal-Mart will have a good deal soon. Anyway, that night we sat through a few minutes of the show, Standing Room Only with the couple from dinner, Kristi and her husband Jeremy. They are both so hysterical, I really hope that we can keep in contact with them. I can't find her on myspace, but she said she had one. I've got her SN and her full name, so hopefully it wont be too hard to track her down. They were on their honeymoon, and they were from NC. Very cool people, lol. And funny. Satuday was our day in Nassau, so we got up super early so that we could wander around and get yelled at by street vendors trying to force their crap on us. We literally had people putting things around our necks then holding a hand out and saying "donation?" after telling us it was 'free'. Ha. Shawn was pissy about this pic:
cause they put something on his head. He was mad cause they made us pay another 'donation' for taking a picture of us with them with our own camera, lol. I Was ready for it, I knew what was happening, so he was a tad pissy at me. *snicker* It was amusing, though. Well it's late, so I guess I'll post the rest of this fun fille dtrip tomorrow!!
I'm pretty tired of being mopey. Everyone else is tired of me being mopey. Time to suck it the fuck up and get over it, either that or just give it up. I think I like the first option the best. Life is only what you make out of it, right? Why not enjoy it with the person you care about most? I was thinking earlier today about how short of a tiem we all really have on this earth, and how things like video games, cars, and money don't mean shit when you die. I mean, I'm sure everyone thinks about that but I think about it a lot more than other people my age, I think. Maybe not. But I'd rather get out there, be with the one I love, travel, do things I've never done, experience life to its very fullest and be happy doing it. Whats wrong with that? If you think somethings wrong with that, go fuck off.
Picked up my passport and luggage today from moms. Also got a little gift of $150 for graduation/passing ancient greek/cruise money too. Nice. Severly needed that since Sunglass Hut is taking their fucking sweet ass time. Couldn't be more inconvienient or irritating. Well, whatever. At least I've got a job waiting for me when I get back.
My throat is KILLING me. Ugh. Great for me to get sick right when we are getting ready to go on a cruise. So annoying. I wonde rwhy it's like this. It's been hurting me really badly lateley. I hope I'm not getting strep throat. *cry* I'll kill something if I am.
Shawn's an ass. I don't really know why, but I know I picked up the computer to shit talk him but now I'm laughing to hard to remember why I'm pissed. HAHAHSDKHSDKGJDKFJG
What did he do? lol He's so funny. Now he's calling me a liar. What a motherfucking queefhead. All this said while he's farting. Hahah. I took a video of him dancing last night. I need to figure out how to get that on my computer and post it on myspace somewhere. I bet I can get it on youtube and they can host it, then I can put it on my profile. Bwahahaha. It's SO CUTE AND FUNNY OMG.
Unnnnfortunatly- I love him. :) Hehehehe. You should see his face while I'm typing this. Nyaah!!!!!!
Godammit. My life just gets better and better. I just checked my bank account, and its low. Really low. I'm SO FUCKED. I apparently used my debit card instead of my gas credit card at the gas station recently. SHITFUCKGODAMMIT! Now there only like.....$26 in my bank account and I NEED $86 to put in my compass acount because it's overdrawn. How do I keep doing things like this to myself? How do I keep continually fucking myself over?
Holy shit. I just got chills. Bear with me here. This is all in retrospect to a book I jsut read. I'm trying to piece together fact from fiction. This is for my benfit, but if you are a one who enjoys learning and aren't offended by this- please feel free to read and comment. This all stems from The Expected One by Kathleen McGowan.
it's Alchemy - all about Transmutation. However, the difference being that the big Change came about through the joining of the King and the Queen ~ as Above, so Below. Literally.
In 1976, Salvador Dali created an amazing portfolio book known as Alchimie des Philosophes - complete with an inlaid mercury dial on its cover. Inside this dazzling tribute, a representation of the King and Queen of "legend" is indeed depicted and below please find a link to that art, plus this accompanying text:
The King and The Queen The King and the Queen are metaphors for the two basic principles of Alchemy. They intensify the necessary union of male and female principles.
These two assembled principles also appear in the symbolic of Alchemy; they are represented by the Sun and the Moon, the Sulpher and the Mercury, etc.
In the tradional iconography of Alchemy, the King and the Queen are lying inside the Philosophical Egg and this union gives birth to the Homunculus.
Salvador Dali chose to represent them in a noble and hieratic attitude. The bodies are barely suggested while the drawings of the faces and joining hands are intensified and detailed. The heads are crowned: a green crown for the Queen, a red one for the King, which both recall the symbolic correspondences between metals, planets and colours.
With the conjunction of the King and the Queen, the Great Work is fulfilled and symbolized by the central fleur-de-lis.
The engraving above this fleur-de-lis, is enshrined in a squareshaped cut, which symbolizes the Earth.
In this engraving, four beams irridiating from the heart of the matter recall to us the origin of creation or the philosophers' stone.
In three beams, Dali engraved the different stages of the evolution of the vegetable, animal, mineral and human kingdom. In the fourth beam Dali sought to suggest the possible return to the understanding of the original matter by representing the adept philosopher (showing Dante's features) who, through knowledge and intuition, has overcome the hindrances of the mineral, vegetable, animal and human evolution.
This enlightened understanding of the Universe is the be-all and end-all of all adepts.
<<<< Inside this dazzling tribute, a representation of the King and Queen of "legend" is indeed depicted and below please find a link to that art, plus this accompanying text:>>>
*** Am I the only one who thinks the King looks just like the image on the Shroud of Turin?
> In the tradional iconography of Alchemy, the King and the Queen are lying inside the Philosophical Egg and this union gives birth to the Homunculus.>>>>
*** In the book, I write briefly about Philosophia and the Seven Liberal Arts (because "Cosmology" led me to Mary). But I hadn't made the jump from the philosophical egg to Easter eggs!
Of course I was struck by the use of red and green in the crowns, both traditional alchemical/Magdalene colors. Obviously she wears red most frequently, but periodically she is depicted with a green underdress or with "greensleeves". (AKA What Child is This, a familiar Christmas hymn, and also- Red and Green- traditional Christmas colors. The significance of this can be mind boggling. Have we been worshipping Mary all along without knowing?)
I also write about the Tower of Alchemy in Rennes Le Chateau and how towers in general represent the principal of As Above So Below, and of course Mary is "The Tower". Migdal = Magdala. To make the jump, Mary, in essence, represents the principles of alchemy, the root of which is the perfect union of male and female energies.
Perhaps it's not so much that Mary comes from Magdala as it is that Magdala is actually named for Mary. Margaret Starbird points out that the name "Magdala" didn't exist in Mary's time (the same is true of "Nazareth").
On the Shroad of Turin:
The pollens from Jerusalem and Turkey are significant...but there are other incredible clues of authenticity--the braid down the man's back, caplet (rather than circlet) of thorns, nails through the wrists, blood-type (AB) rare in most ethnic groups, but more common in Jewish men than other groups. Also, the blood type apparently matches that of the "Mandylion" (face cloth) also mentioned in John 20 and documented in Spain since the 5th or 6th century....
It was later discovered why the Vatican actually WANTS to be able to suggest that it is a hoax because the blood in the shroud trickled into the cloth in little spurts, evidence that the body was NOT dead when it was wrapped in the linen.
The tests were done in May, but the results were officially announced on the 13th of October, the anniversary of the date when the Knights of the Temple (custodians of the shroud) were arrested and sent to dungeons simultaneously throughout France ...(Friday the 13th...). I had the impression at the time that the "Inquisition" was doing one last job on their old rival, the "heretics" of the Church of the Grail. The shroud barely survived a fire several years ago (due to an enormous act of heroism on the part of a devout fireman) and is now in the custody of the Vatican, noone knows where.... and all test on existing samples have been declared 'suspended' and unauthorized.
This whole situation has me messed up in the head. I feel bad, yet I feel like the right thing was done, but that we may not be believed. It sucks.
I want to confess here that a lot of the things I say or do are in anger. When I rant at Shawn, or when I say harsh words or things I immediatly regret, they are often untrue and only said out of rage and anger. He is right, there shouldn't be any secrets to us. He is trying to m ake it work, as well as I am. I'm tired of all this, I'm tired of stressing, questioning, thinking, 'talking' (aka fighting) about anything and everything that happened. I want it put in the past. Shawny, you have to help me put it behind me, because like I've said before, I can't do it alone. I need you and your support. I love you more than anything on this planet, the sun, moon, stars and anything here and beyond. You are my world and have been my world since I met you. I'm sorry for the things I've done for you and I grieve every single day for the things that happened between us. I would like everything in our past to be erased and over and done with, but you as well as I can't have that, as much as we would like it. So, what we have now is the future. The future is perfec,t because we have the power to shape it. We have the power to change what we want about ourselves and our relationship. Between you and I, I think we can make our future perfect. Cominucation is everything, and instead of 'talking' (aka fighting) we really need to jsut sit and TALK sometimes. Sometimes I feel very worthless, and very small and unappreciated, and unloved. It's not becaues of anything that you have done, it;s jsut that sometimes things come to my mind that I don't like to think about, ya know? The same goes for you, I'm sure. I'm so sorry about everything between us and between you and me, I think we can make anything and everything work, we just have to try. Hold me when I cry, hold me when I smile, love me for who I am and all my flaws, and I swear to do the same for you. I love you for who you are, your flaws, your imperfections, your hobbies, interests, I love it all. I love the way you comb your hair, I love the way you get ready in the morning, I love the way you look at me. I love looking at you when you sleep, watching you breathe and listening to you in the middle of the night when I wake up. Sometimes I roll over and jsut lay next to you, sometimes slipping my hand to touch your stomach just to feel your skin against mine, to reassure myself that you are really there. It makes me feel better that I can touch you. I love it when you get pissy about how I hog the bed and the sheets and the blankets and the good pillow. I love how you give it up without a second thought as to whether or not you will be comfortable the rest of the night. Your only concern is that I wake up without a headache or cranky (this could be to your benefit as well lol) And, I love how you love me. You love my imperfections, my quirks, everything stupid and negative and positive and optimistic and pessimistic and sad and angry and happy and smiling, etc. You love it all. We are so compatible, that I think we are perfect for each other. No one else could complete me like you do. Thank you. I love you baby, now and forever.
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