I love you because you’re funny and smart, and fun to sit around and eat pizza with. (I need to visit lots of people in PA again, you being one of them.)
I love you, because you’ve been there for me through an awful lot, and you make me laugh, and make me feel better about myself. You listen to me when I need to vent, and you comfort me when I’m upset.
Re: have you ever really?taraisagoddessJanuary 11 2006, 16:36:04 UTC
Gosh. Where to begin? Your fuzzy duck socks. I love them, because they were the beginning of a beautiful friendship (even if, in the beginning, we couldn’t remember what started it all).
Your taste in movies. Yeah, it scared me a little at first, but I grew to love it (and you). You introduced me to movies I never would have seen otherwise.
The fact that you READ and you enjoy reading. You’re pretty much the only person who, when I say “this chapter of such-and-such-a-book made me LAUGH OUT LOUD,” doesn’t point and laugh at how silly I am.
Your view that, no matter how long things stay rotten, they’ll get better. And they will! I can promise you that-because you deserve it, and how could someone so deserving of happiness go unrewarded?
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Well, I'm not one for following rules.
Your infectious laughter. Your unending optimism. Your ice pops. Walks to get food. Time spent in Nesta's room. Birds. Munchkins.
Just a few, among many. :)
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*heart*
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Your fuzzy duck socks. I love them, because they were the beginning of a beautiful friendship (even if, in the beginning, we couldn’t remember what started it all).
Your taste in movies. Yeah, it scared me a little at first, but I grew to love it (and you). You introduced me to movies I never would have seen otherwise.
The fact that you READ and you enjoy reading. You’re pretty much the only person who, when I say “this chapter of such-and-such-a-book made me LAUGH OUT LOUD,” doesn’t point and laugh at how silly I am.
Your view that, no matter how long things stay rotten, they’ll get better. And they will! I can promise you that-because you deserve it, and how could someone so deserving of happiness go unrewarded?
I love you, Kat Pelton, because you’re you.
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[I didn't actually plan to talk smack to sublameade, that was an afterthought.]
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