DRINK 7 - She and Him
The past always pops up when you least expect it, doesn't it?
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DRINK 7 - She and Him
The past always pops up when you least expect it, doesn't it?
I dont got a lot on me at the moment but here's this Arlea I never posted
Happy St. Patty's Day, woe Irish raccoon be upon ye.
Ce livre m' avait échappé à sa sortie en 2011 quelle erreur ! Roman épistolaire, secrets de famille, enquête sur photographies retrouvées , amour et une écriture remarquable : à lire toutes affaires cessantes ❤❤❤ ! #instabook #bookstagram #book #livre #booklover #bookpic #PàL #roman #euxsurlaphoto #arlea
But it is a journey. One that will come to an end, but the memories you have made will last forever. The friends you made and the one you fell for will never leave you. Even though the story is over, the adventure doesn't have to be.
I'm going to say specific names now. Actually, scratch that, I'm just going to tag them to avoid like, weirdness. But the people I tag, I'd like it if you would read this. Just cause, y'know. Even if we're not to close and you're tagged, just you know. Read it. And stuff.
I say I love you a lot. And what I hate more than anything is when you auto-assume that means I want to date you or screw you or something.
NO. No no no. I don't want to screw you. I just love you. When did who you want to screw become the whole game? Since when is the person you want to screw the only person you get to love? It's so stupid! I mean, Jesus, who even gives a fuck about sex?! People act like it's the most important thing humans do, but come on. How can our sentient fucking lives revolve around something slugs can do. I mean, who you want to screw and whether you screw them? Those are important questions, I guess. But they're not that important. You know what's important? Who would you always be there for? Who would you fight off death for? Who do you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don't even know why they need you? Who would you call even if you have a big appointment just because they said they needed you?
When you date someone, you have the markers along the way, right: you kiss, you have the Talk, you say the Three Little Words, you sit on a swing set and you break up. You can plot the little points on a graph. And you check up with each other along the way: Can I do this? If I say this, will you say it back?
But with friendship, there's nothing like that. Being in a relationship, that's something you choose. Being friends, that's just something you are.
If I could, I'd pick you. Fuck it, I do pick you.
I don't care if we have nothing in common. Most of the people I really care about have nothing in common with me. Even, say, one friend of mine, he raps. I generally despise his rapping, but that's okay because we still get along fine. I just don't listen to him whenever he does it. Because we're friends.
I like to cuddle. A lot. But it doesn't mean I'm going to try every ten minutes to take advantage of that. If you're cuddling with me, that's like the ultimate display of respect for me and I love you for it. I absolutely adore you for it. But just because I say that doesn't mean I'm going to try and get into your pants.
To quote Prince Gumball; I like paying attention to the things I see you being all about.
If I'm looking into things, or wanting to learn about things, it's not necessarily that I'm trying to impress you or something. I just want to understand and try to be supportive in the best way I can.
So please.
Understand that I love you. I love you so so much and I respect you to the ends of the Universe. And I want to thank you for being there for me even if I'm the most aggravating, irritating, stubborn, annoying, weird, and completely insane, homestuck dweeb in your life.
My life is complete once again.
Arlene is on my dash. Life is good.
starlene09 replied to your post:
I’d bring you ice cream if i could…..
Thanks, bb. If I really wanted ice cream I could walk to the gas station down the block, but that would require getting out of bed. :P