oh, joy

Posted Sunday, January 2, 2011 // 0 comments (+)

#331.

Hi. I know that you'll probably not read this, or maybe one day you'll come stumbling across it, and I guess that's one of the reasons why I feel the need to document it. Whatever, here it is. A few of the infinite number of reasons to feel what I feel for you;

Your hair is fucking soft. I swear to god it's like silk or something. Don't use conditioner my ass!
Your countless funny/weird/retarded faces you pull purely for my entertainment!!
Your velcro shoes, which are lol.
You give me the time of day. You make time for me, when you know I've got time for you.
That time you gave me your jacket when we were walking. Yeah I know it's hella cliche, but it really does feel nice. Despite your denying you were cold in a t-shirt, I know you were freezing. Thanks, again for that! :)
Somehow, the both of us can just lie in bed and be stoned without the need to get up for hours on end. Magical? Hell naw, it's awesome cool.
You somehow necke that whole can of Super Sapau. That was godly. You're a god. LOL.
Your impeccable awesome most coolest chillest most stoner taste in music. Ever. You make brilliant music too.
YOU. CAN. SING. Deny it and I'll freaking rape your ear.
You let me rape your ear. :)
You don't complain when we walk down St Kilda beach in the pelting wind and rain. You even hold the umbrella over us! Why did we even go there in that weather, again?! LOL.
You wake up at nine in the morning when I come over. Its not even me raging at you to wake up, just a few prods and you're awake. Woah.
You eat bloody everything.
You spend your mulahs on me, LOL! Yeah I know I'll tell you not to, and you insist so you end up doing it anyway, but at the end of the day, it makes me kinda happy. LOL GOLD DIGGER SAY WHUT.
You let me drag you to sit by the Yarra until ten thirty at night, and all we do is sing and talk and push each other and point out dogs. Memories! :')
Hugs! Wall!
You're full of gentlemanly-ness. Chivalry-ness. And all those crazy middleaged flattery words.
You love me back, despite every little mental crazy thing about me. And you're not afraid to let me know that you do!
Simply and most obviously, because you're you. And I honestly do love everything about you. Big, or small. (That's what she said!)

Ahhh well there it is. The positivity and makes-me-smile-ness of this post was soo long overdue. And I remember doing this with you, your giving me a list of reasons why you love me too. Although I could have sworn hmore than half of them weren't really reasons for anyone to like me. LOL! Either way, in the end, it's you. I could go on with another billion million words, but I won't. Because this post is already hella long enough as it is. AHAHAH. Man, I really miss you. Come back already. ):

Hi. I'm Tien. And I am soooo fucking whipped!

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