Whoop! There it is..

He calls me princess..

And even though it's cliché as hell,

I love it.. 

When we kiss he holds his hand behind my head so I want fall over and to keep me close or so I won't hit my head against the wall or the bed.
I love it..

When we're in the train or the tram or a bus and we have to stand.. He always sort of.. draws me in a corner or holds my arm, so I won't fall
Cause he knows I will if he wouldn't do that..

I love it..

When it's windy and the hair blows in my face, he always wipes it away..

I love it...

He thaught me how to open a bottle of beer without using a real opener

I love it!

He sometimes calls me a noob, playfully,

And even though it should be totally offending,

I love it..

I love it that when sometimes we look into each others eyes, we just burst out laughing..
Just because we can

I love it that he always knows what songs to put on to make me smile..

I love the look on his face when he calls me pretty..

I love it when he can't have it that I'm right..

 I love it that sometimes we can just lay on the bed and look into each others eyes without saying anything..

I love it when you try to teach me how to play FIFA on the playstation

I love it when we play fight and we both and up hurt, we comfort each other, and then always end up playing fight after that again

I love it that when we watch a scary movie, he always draws my in close and pushes my face in his chests when things get really scary or gross..

I love it that when we walk over street and have to walk by peculiar people he pulls me closer to him

I love it when he says that one time he's going to step up to my parents and tell them they're doing wrong, and tells me he's going to get me away there

I loved it when he told his father that I was going to stay around for a long long time..

I love it when he tells me I'm a keeper

I love it when you say you love me

I love you to

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So..
People tell me to blog again..

Well here it is..

The reason why I 'stopped' was becauussse...

All my blogs would get the same..

All I think is;

He's so cute, he is so sweet, I love him, I want to be with him, I miss him, damn I need to kiss him right now..

And.. I don't want to keep pushing me crappy "Im so in love" sickness on everybody..

There are other troubles in my life..

- Like duhhhh -

But I just don't feel like writing about those things.. 

They're a bit fuzzy.. and.. vague.. 

Im just kind of in a sort of low in my life..
But the line is crooked, because..

Like.. Socially Im very very happy..

But.. Like.. Work and school and stuff like that..

Its sort of making me a bit depressed..

Dont start freaking out.. Depressed doesnt really mean depressed..

It just means..

Uhm wel..

Lots of headaches, neckaches, tummyaches, lack of sleep, lack of food, lack of motivations..

Well.. so.. yeah..

Im sorry for neglecting.. 

Forgive me?