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What he does before he ends up fighting me.

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get to know me meme: [1/6 female characters] » Brooke Davis (One Tree Hill) ↪ “Do you know what my mother said to me when I told her I wanted to start a company? She said, "Your chances are one in a million,” and I said, “Maybe I’m that one.” And she said, “You’re not.” And she was wrong. And whatever she thought she saw in me was wrong. Because I am one in a million.“

I looooove you.

Not as much as I love you.

I love you most.

I’ve got you for life.

You need to–no, stop that.

I love you a lot.

Keep it up and he’ll never want to play with you again.

I will literally get undressed right here and your dick will be poking through your sweats in no time.

Stop that. No, no stop. First of all, that’s a terrible name. Second of all– no.

Does Big Willy want to play today?

Jammah. Not to alarm you but you’ve seen it for over a year, I think you’re smarter to have just learned this.

I’m honestly over joyed to hear you agreeing that you have a big cock. You need to be proud of the big guy downstairs as I am. I should call him Willard, Willy for short.

Alright, enough, enough. No more sappy talk. That’s enough to fill up the sap tank for a good year.

Alright, well, not to alarm you, but ... you have a big cock.

You’re right. I guess time is just what helps all things. But yeah, one day at a time sounds just about right with me. No need to rush, right? As long as I’ve got you, everything will sort itself out with time. I love you most, Jammah. Happy Anniversary, baby.

And you say that I’m the needy one, eh? I love you and things are always going to work out with each other no matter what. We don’t need to have a five year plan or even a next week plan aside from practice and games. We can take things day by day and go from there.

It’s just– it’s a bit crazy. I think about it and how before I was so adamant about how this kind of stuff– being in love, families, that all of that was unattainable. I mean, I remember being young and going through my parents getting a divorce and I just. Like, I remember thinking all these television love stories were bullshit because no one could be always happy. People out of the screens deal with the good and the bad, you know? And we’ve gone through that. We’ve faced both sides of the spectrum. We’ve had amazing days and then we’ve had horrible ones but I just think now that without them, they wouldn’t make relationships as worth it as they are, you know? Seeing it now I see that this– that love– a family. It is attainable. It is if you love someone and they love you and there’s respect on both sides for the other. And– fucking hell, now I’m gonna start crying. I just.. I really love you, Jammah. I really do. And hopefully one day, I don’t know. We’re able to have those two or three kids and have our own little family,

You have come a long way, I think. I never told you this, but I honestly noticed when you would freeze up when anyone brought up marriage -- even if it wasn’t directed at marrying me. The thing is, I couldn’t make a big deal out of it ‘cause it hadn’t even been a year and even a year isn’t enough time for people and two isn’t enough sometimes either. But sometimes I was scared you would never want to get to that point and I’d jump the gun and think of all these possible negatives that could happen. I mean, that’s why I was so surprised that day when you said you did want to marry me. I don’t need you to know when you’re officially ready because I don’t know when I’ll be officially ready, but we’ll just take things one day at a time. I just know that I want my future with you. I want to have a family with you and grow old and annoying together with you. I love you so much. I’m so blessed waking up to you every morning.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I just– I don’t know. My mind just kind of started on it and now it won’t stop. But that was different– I wasn’t even trying to make you cry that time and it just happened. I don’t like seeing you cry, what? I never want to purposely make you cry, baby. A kid who is stubborn and leaves the room when they don’t get their way the way I do? You sure that’s what you want? How many kids do you think you want?

Don’t be sorry, Aiden. There’s no reason for you to be sorry, okay? I kind of don’t want you to stop either. I like hearing this coming from you. I like seeing that you’re comfortable to talk about this like it’s a casual conversation. I know a year isn’t that long to start thinking about these things, but it makes me happy that you’re thinking about our future and our children. Yes, I want a child that’s like you. I can’t have the great qualities without the ones that get him in trouble, you know? I want two or three.

Selfish reasons? No. I just think that seeing bits of you in our children would be a blessing in itself. Parts of the person that I love with all my heart? Like, how wicked would that be?

You’re being such a sap right now and then I’ll start tearing up and then you’ll end up making fun of me for the time that we fucked and I teared up ‘cause you were being a sap. You like seeing me cry, don’t you? What about you, huh? Imagine a little boy or a little girl with your heart of gold and determination? A little human that puts their all into something that they love?

Too bad because I bet they’ll end up just as silly and needy as you. I can already see them and you trying to koala hug me and then we all end up tumbling down.

Oh ... so you just want the qualities I have that benefit you in a some sort of way in our children for completely selfish reasons? I see. You’re already trying to play favorites.

Nothing out of the norm. You’re just you. Nothing else needed, babe.

Naw, don’t want our children to be like me. That’s not fun. They should be broody and goey like you.

Babe? I want our kids to be just like you.

Why? What do you mean? What’d I do?

Are you threatening to break us up on our anniversary? How rude. Babe, stoppp. I love you, c’mere.

I think you have me confused for someone else. I would never let go of you. I love you most, stinky.

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