It scares me when people say they love each other too fast then stop talking too fast. It makes me feel like love isn’t even the right word anymore. And I’m not too young to feel. I’m not too inexperienced to feel. If this goes wrong I won’t have a list of things that I should have done differently. I won’t have a list of things that annoyed me or that I want to find differently in the ‘next one’. I will be broken. I don’t think I could ever feel this way again. I love the faults as much as the perfections. And there are plenty of both. I don’t believe that this is what everyone else feels when they say the word ‘love’. I can’t. Because I don’t throw the word around freely. To me it means something more.
She made you decent, and in return, you made her so happy
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He wanted to make her laugh. He wanted to sit and listen to her talk about books until his ears fell off.
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drop everything this is a baby kangaroo in pajamas.
omg
Oh my god.
The picture is back ajkdjasklda.GIMME.~
I WANT ONE!
Holy Cow. I want to snuggle.
If I had a kitten in my dorm room I would be a happier person.
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