Had another sweaty, exhausting day at work filled with MORE scary giant spiders. Came home to donuts and Bomb Pops from D, because he knows I like both of those things. When I said they would make me fat, he told me to fuck my diet because I'm beautiful and I can eat all the donuts I want. Then I got a nose kiss. We've been together over a year, and he still hasn't said that he loves me, but I think he does. Just by how he treats me. And you know what? I am totally ok with that. :)








