So I was talking to my friend Ricecake about how I'm going to tell my kids about how I met Max. So I wonder if he knows that I spent like three hours the night before tearing apart my closet, throwing shit everywhere, getting mad because I don't have any purple shoes. I couldn't figure out the proper amount of makeup, I didn't know what the fuck I wanted to do with my hair. I called like three people to tell me what the fuck I should wear. I picked a shirt that made sure it showed off my titties. Attempting to appeal to his penis.
I wonder if he noticed I was shaking when I spoke to him. I wonder if he knew I was about to piss myself. I wonder if he noticed that I laughed alot. Annoyingly. Because I was nervous.
I wonder if he knew how hot I thought he was.
I remember our first date. I tried so goddamn hard to get him to hold my fucking hand. Asshole knew what I wanted too and purposely didn't let me have his hand.
I wonder if he truly knows how much I love him. I don't think he can fathom the amount of love I have for him. It's kind of like a FUCK ton times like infinity plus one more fuckton plus a shit ton plus three gummy bears. That's how much it is.
Ew. I was all gross and romantic in this blog. I promise I'll be back to my usual pissed at the world self by next post.
Aww plus 3 to gummie bears!! That is awesome. :3 You are a very loving and amazing person you!!!
ReplyDeleteYea I was like... a total creeper with Cory. I was so shy that I stood in electronics on my break waiting for him to talk to me. xD
Of course he was shy too and one time apologized for not being there to hold the door for me when I came into work (and I was sick xD)
and I think that went on for about... 3 months before he stopped me after work, we just started talking... outside of walmart. In the marking lot. at 4 AM drawing fanged smiles on his truck windows.
And I sang to him because that day was his birthday. xD And when he dropped me off at my house... another half hour of talking before I got out of the truck because I was fighting the urge to kiss him and tear his clothes off and... ahem. xD
But yea... our men are flippin hot.
You are very lucky to have someone to love who also loves you in return. :D