The one hundred and ninety-ninth thing I love about us is the little tremor of delighted energy I get when I know you're getting ready to burst out in excitement over something. Like tomorrow's entry.
Sometimes I am kinda a bum, I know. And sometimes I look at your bum, You know? For sure, it's true I nap a lot, But it's also true ...
oh no. i was so excited about that entry i didn't even read this entry! i'm such a terrible girlfriend! you have to let me kiss you crazy to make up for it.
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