This world is so amazing.
Who knows after knowing each other for a year+ we actually ended up together? I mean after all I’m the pretty, young and sexy nineteen and he’s the old, saggy twenty seven.(JUST KIDDING HAHA) Amusing huh!!!
Should I say that I’m matured too fast, or my baby is still living in his 1990s world?
Nonetheless, I still love you all the same even though you gave me names which my clique started to use them on me, making me cry when you chase after me with a live cockroach, assuring me that you will cover your tracks well even if you cheated on me, etc.
You mean so much to me now I can’t think of any words that would do any justice to this feeling. That’s why I always tell you being together with you is the best. Everything falls right in place. I know you will always agree to this. :D
Love you my sexy smoking hot damn fit honey coated marshmallow!!!
