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Happy 8 Months to me and my boyfriend!


Yaaay! * throws confetti *. It's been eight months already? It only feels like two hahaah! Being with my boyfriend is so easy it's like breathing. We get along really well, and I love him so much. So, yes, out 8 month celebration is really tomorrow, but it's pretty close to tomorrow, and it never hurt to be early so, I'm writing this post now! I'd really like to say a lot to my boyfriend, like how much I love him and how amazing he is and how happy he makes me feel and everything. I don't really know if I can describe it well enough though..

 I don't think loving someone is easy to describe in words. You can get close but, love is one of those feelings that no matter how much you can try to explain, feeling love is the only way to really understand it. I'm a very lucky girl in the sense that I experienced this feeling and continue to experience this feeling everyday. And let me tell you, it's better than what everyone claims it to be. One of the main reasons why is because the person whom I love and who is loving me is absolutely flawless and amazing and ticklish and cute and has a smile brighter that flash blindness and makes me melt and feel like gold from head to toe.

I think if I was an ice sculpture I'd melt just from being in a 100m radius of my boyfriend. But then again I wouldn't want to be an ice sculpture because they don't have a heart, are really cold and usually are not in the shape of women but like men or seemingly artistic geometric shapes.

I digress,

I'm a very lucky girl. Some people complain about not getting all that they want, they complain they don't own a flat screen TV or a laptop or Halo 3 or whatnot, but I'd trade anything for my boyfriend. Take all my electronics and material things away from me and I wouldn't flinch. A flat screen TV can't love you and can't provide you warmth on a cold winter night. ( Don't try cuddling with your flat screen television everyone ). Sure a television can entertain you but a television can't bring you soup when you're sick and a dress can't hold you. I'm not saying that these things can't make you happy, but it's the temporary kind of happiness.

After a while you think " I need a new dress to make me feel pretty because it's not working for me anymore ". When you have someone there that is committed and faithful and kind and generous, good looking and cute, respectful and kind, anything else pales in comparison.

Nothing feels quite the same as being held by another human being that would give up everything for you.


I wouldn't give up this feeling for anything in the world.

I'm dating one of the best men out there, I really am. Why someone would choose me, kind of plain, ordinary somewhat boring and talkative to no end, I have no idea. I'm not complaining though. I'm really glad he loves me the way I am, even though I exceed the talking speed of a chipmunk on helium haha. If you can love someone despite their very obvious flaws ( I have a big nose, I'm not exactly thin, I have glasses, I cry too much, get emotional at times , etc ) and be able to accept them no matter what, you are amazing. ( The definition of my boyfriend - amazing ).

I know I tend to sound like one of the madly in love girls that can't stop talking about her boyfriend but you know what ? I am that girl. I'm not ashamed to admit that and I'd scream it out from the rooftops if I wouldn't get arrested for doing so.

Anyways, I always manage to slip off course when writing these blog posts, but basically, Honey, I love you so much, and happy 8 months together! To many many many many more! ( infinite! Like that korean group you like, see I remembered :3! ).

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