I think cheek kisses are really cute. I don’t know why. There’s something really sweet and innocent about a kiss on the cheek. Sometimes they’re nicer than lip kisses. I like cheek kisses. Cheek kisses are cute.
AND FOREHEAD KISSES AND NOSE KISSES.
Today I was afraid that things that happened last week changed our relationship… I have never been so happy to be wrong. After a while, I didn’t see a change and all the nervousness that I felt disappeared because he was acting like normal.
Being with him is the only thing in my life that makes sense and that actually feels so completely right.
I woke up at 1 today and fell asleep at 3:30…
I needa wake up for school at 9…LOL
He is honestly completely one of a kind and I know I wouldn’t ever find love like his anywhere else.
No problem is worth fighting over or staying mad over. Why let an hour or even 15 minutes of a disagreement, argument or misunderstanding cause a 6 month relationship to even slightly be threatened?
Seeing how fighting effects my family, I promised myself to not let that happen. I don’t care what I need to do, whatever pride I need to set aside, I’ll do it to fix things and I hope he would do the same. Because of him, I questioned why I liked being single so much. I love spending time with him, being around him and just knowing he is there for me. I wouldn’t trade that for anything. So fuck pride, misunderstandings, overthinking etc. because I see myself with this man for a long time and I don’t want anything to ruin it.
I love him too much and I truly don’t see my life without him.
I really don’t like feeling like this. I feel like I’m constantly overthinking, doing shit to mess up the relationship, hurting him and making him sad.
This is honestly depressing me more than it should.
I wish yesterday never happened and I wish I was a better girlfriend.
I am so grateful to have experienced you like this today.
"I don’t ever want to spend a week away from you again"
This made all the doubts, confusion and overthinking disappear completely.
This fucking hurts….
First day of work…success!
Sold triple my goal and felt comfortable after being shown around the store and I got a free pair of shoes from Naomi!
Ps. The back room smells like candy!
I’m happy that I’m going to be busy while Matt’s gone. A distraction is good.
Second (technically third) day of working out again…I have a serious goal of dropping like 10 pounds and being about 105 Ibs.
I am so incredibly frustrated with the fact that I have such little control over my body. I hate how my body looks. Although I have only gained a couple pounds and I’m still 115, I HATEE that I am not at all comfortable and am constantly worried about it.
I need to be on another fucking team, go through a hell week and get back to the body I felt most comfortable in. Gotten so frustrated that Im trying to convince myself not to eat.
This is the worst feeling in the world.
When he woke me up yesterday to take me home, I swear I knew that I wanted to see that face wake me up every day. I can’t explain it, but that moment was priceless to me. He just stood over me, smiling and I couldn’t help but kiss him.I can’t help but replay that moment in my mind…those eyes of his are killer. I seriously have the most handsome boyfriend in the world.