You wanted something char? Well, sorry. I can’t give you that. That’s not me, I guess. Well it is a bit, but only a bit. Don’t get me wrong, I like charness, but I just can’t do char. So bear with me here, as you go through the most awkward prepared speech in history that’s only a slight bit char.
- Thank you. I know I’ve said this before, way more than once. But, I want to say it again. Thanks for everything. For being here for me, for making me laugh, for making me smile, for making me better. When the visions come at night and I can’t sleep, I’m supposed to think happy thoughts. So, I think of you, I think of us. Thank you for making me okay again. Thank you for making me happy. And, there’s something else I should thank you for. Thanks for reading my insanely bitchy Tumblr posts, which lead to you messaging me on my blog, which lead to my realization of your existence.
- You’re an idiot. I’m not going to fall for every cute guy who comes my way. So stop worrying your ass off about it. I fell for you, alright? You: the guy with the insanely adorable smile
I like your smile ok now you know . I know that sounds so cliche, but it’s the truth. Honestly, its like you walked out of a story book. The things you do, and you yourself, it’s surreal. I can’t fathom where all this creativity comes from, where all this you originates. You’re cliche, you’re corny, you’re weird. The thing is, it’s absolutely amazing.
I could go on and on and on, but two bullet points are enough for today, I think.
Happy whatchumacallit monthsary, Val. :)