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Today is eight months.
They have been the happiest eight months of my life,
and will only be topped by the next eight months of my life.
I love you, baby, and I just want to make sure you know
that no matter what we go through,
I will always be right by your side,
forever and always.
You mean the world to me,
and ( Read more... )

Hmmmmm, I should put up Prom pictures soon,
due to the fact that both of them are over and done with
and Val looks beautiful.
I shall do that soon.
In other news,
our 8 month anniversary is officially
about an hour and a half away.
I love you, baby.
Forever&always.
<3.

Sometimes, I think my 'friends' can be a little too supportive.
Seriously.
I'm happy with my decision.
I don't like it here anymore.
I don't do what everyone else does,
and I don't associate myself with what they associate themselves with.
But if everyone's going to be a fucking dick towards me
and be all mad over me and tell me,
'Awesome, you're choosing ( Read more... )

This is it;
your teenage dream sequence is finally dwindling down
to nothing more than a post-climactic season finale.
Everyone is shaping up;
even the circles have gone square.
But thankfully,
this love I've gained makes up for the hope I've lacked.
After all,
distance is merely a finite description of where we'd like to be,
while love is forever filling ( Read more... )

When I say "I care.", I mean it.

"Best friends means friends forever."

It's the truth.

April 7, 2007.

Six months.

Also known as the holiday which celebrates the fact that these past six months
of my life have been, without a doubt, the best six months of my life.
I can't wait to see what today has in store for me, for you, for us;
not to mention what the future has planned.
I love you, baby.
Forever&always<3.

I am the luckiest boy alive.

Bard waitlisted me.
But I guess it's for the best, because if I got in I just
would have been real excited,
only to have myself come to the realization
that there's no way in hell I'll ever be able to go there.
NCCC/ECC/UB is where my dad wants me to go.
Awesome, just what I've always wanted.
This week has been terrible.
But I'm proud of my baby 'cause she ( Read more... )

I hate it here.

Oh, and another thing;
fuck you, Hamlet.
I'm not going to read you,
and I'm going to fail your test.
But you know what?
I DON'T FUCKING CARE BECAUSE YOU SOUND LIKE AN OMELET.
And I need to stop this whole worrying thing
because people are going to get the wrong impressions
and I'm the luckiest boy alive
and whatever happens happens
and happens for a reason.
I ( Read more... )