"I Can Keep Going If You Want Me To..." - Reason #19
NOTE #1
This post is NOT done yet. I am still updating it as we speak. I just wanted to have it published before midnight exactly. When this bold note is updated saying it is completed, then it is, well... completed.
UPDATE #1
I'm not done yet, but I'm going to continue this when I wake up, or maybe later tomorrow night.
I really do love you, Kittily.
Sleep well tonight, baby.
UPDATE #2
Guess what? I'm still not done yet! But I did add a lot of new reasons... I hope you like them...
I love you, and I miss you.
I really hope we can spend time together later tonight.
This is not only one reason why I love you, but a mass array of reasons as to why I love you. You asked me a couple nights ago why I cannot hate you, why I cannot do anything else but love you, and these are the reasons why. They are going to be very short reasons, as I will definitely go into heavy detail with some of these for later reasons, but until then, these are all the reasons I can think of in this moment as to why I love you to death, Kittily.
And everything I mention here is something that I truly love about you; I'm not just mentioning certain things because I can or so that I can fill up space in this list.
I love you for all these reasons and more, baby...:
your dark maroon-brunette hair.
your hair style when it's wet and wavy.
your hair style when it's messy and tangled.
your hair style when it's just naturally wavy and dry.
your hair style when it's straightened.
the funny faces you make.
the serious faces you make.
the ugly faces you try to make but somehow always turn out beautiful.
when you look away and smirk.
when you look away with a blank face.
when you stare blankly at the camera for only a moment.
when you smile softly at the camera for a couple of seconds.
when you grin widely at the camera for a while.
the way you say, "Yeahhh!"
the way you say, "Oh, hm."
the way you say, "What are you talking about?"
the way you say, "Hmhmhmhmhmhmhm."
the way you close your eyes slowly.
the way you smirk slightly.
the way you smile softly.
the way you smile widely.
the way you full-on grin.
the way you cover your mouth when you laugh or smile.
the way you cover a feature of your face that I just complimented.
the way you bite your lip.
the way you blush softly.
the way you blush heavily.
your talkativeness when you're really happy.
your quietness when you're really sad or worried.
your whispers when you have to be silent.
your high-pitched squeaks when we argue about who loves each other more.
your shoulders and the way your hair hides them.
the way your tummy sticks out a little when you lie down.
the way your tummy sticks out a little when you're sitting.
the way your tummy sticks out a little when you're standing.
how huggable, nuzzly, cuddly, and snuggly you are all the time.
the way you look when you're standing up.
the way you lean forward when you're standing up.
the way you put one hand on your thigh and hold your hair out of your face when you lean forward.
how beautiful you look when you're not wearing any makeup at all (especially with any acne, pimples, and blemishes included).
all the beautiful curves of your body.
the confidence you've seemed to have gained in showing your body off.
the clothes and the colors you wear.
the clothes and the colors you don't wear.
you're a bit of an agnostic like I am.
you believe sex should be with someone you really love.
you have a very small but close ring of friends.
not only do you not wear makeup, but you don't like makeup, either.
you're my little grammar Nazi.
you're not drinking as much coffee as you used to.
you want to get married someday.
you want to have a girl and a boy.
you want to name your boy Hunter.
you play and love Xbox 360.
you're amazing at Left 4 Dead when you try.
you're perfect when you don't give up at it.
you're an amazing Hunter, pouncer, and wall pouncer.
you look almost exactly like Zoey.
you're cute when you troll on Left 4 Dead.
we get achievements together on Left 4 Dead together.
when I stayed up all night one night helping you beat every single campaign on Expert so we could get "What Are You Trying to Prove?" together and only together.
replaying the finale of No Mercy with you, throwing pipe bombs to help you get "Red Mist."
you love Grand Theft Auto IV.
when we used to drive around aimlessly in Star Junction in the rain at night when we first met.
when we used to drive around aimlessly in Star Junction in the rain at night late into our friendship.
when we used to run people over for fun on GTA IV.
when we used to play hide and seek on GTA IV.
when we used to skydive out of helicopters on GTA IV.
when I used to troll your friends on GTA IV and you used to laugh and love it.
when we used to talk on Facebook while I trolled them.
you love Doritos Crash Course.
when we used to spend all night playing it because everything else was boring.
when you got upset that I beat you in a race.
when you got happy when I let you beat me.
when you got even happier when you actually beat me.
when you'd rub it in my face when I sucked hardcore at a bunch of parts.
when we both helped each other get achievements on it.
when we would spend all night building stupid things together.
when we spent a bunch of time making giant 8-bit and 16-bit characters, like Pikachu and Hello Kitty.
when we built castles together.
when we built that giant, hidden Nazi insignia fortress up until dawn, talking with each other all night.
when we played Resident Evil 5 a bit with each other.
when you say you want to buy Skyrim and play it simultaneously with me.
you actually bought Resident Evil 5 and Dead Space so we could play them together and simultaneously.
you like cheeseburgers and pizza and chips with dip.
you love soda and Capri Sun.
you love Final Destination.
you watched The Strangers with me.
we watched Paranormal Activity together.
we talked about how we'd act together if we were the couple in Paranormal Activity.
we watched Death Note together from the beginning.
we would spend around 4 hours watching around 8 episodes in a row per night sometimes.
we both kinda cried when a certain someone died.
we both poke fun at the guy with the afro who gets offended at everything.
we both have a love-hate relationship with Light.
you haven't seen many animes, just like me.
the amazing things you can draw in just a short amount of time.
your pixel art is breathtaking.
your interest in Japanese.
how much hiragana you know already.
you want to move to Japan.
you care about how much sleep I'm getting.
you care about if something is wrong with me.
you care about me in general.
we used to stay up really late at night.
we used to stay up until dawn.
we used to just not go to sleep.
we've fallen asleep in Xbox LIVE parties together.
we fell asleep once on Skype for 6 hours and woke up at the exact same time.
that feeling when I heard your voice as soon as I woke up.
you don't have any real friends in real life like me.
you're a cuddle-virgin like me.
you can really teach yourself.
you're picky enough about code to make a fantastic programmer someday, if you ever choose to be.
you want to work at Valve.
we hope to work at Valve together someday.
we hope to work on Left 4 Dead 5 or 6 someday, but we all know that won't happen because Valve can't count past 2.
we can read each other's minds.
we can finish each other's sentences.
we almost always know what we're trying to say before we even finish our sentences.
we quote SpongeBob a lot.
we always know what we're talking about when we talk about SpongeBob.
you wanted me to quiz you on SpongeBob once, and you did awesome at it.
you love Nathan Explosion.
you love me because I look a little like Nathan with the personality of Toki.
you want me to practice "Crush Your Battle Opponent's Balls" by Skwisgaar Skwigelf.
you love when I play guitar.
you squee when I play you songs on it.
you love it especially when I play "My Curse," "Brutality," and "Heroes to Us" for you.
you're a bit of an insomniac like me.
you're sort of willing to let me help you with math.
you listen to me and care what I have to say.
you actually are willing to talk things out with me.
you actually started to let me into your life a little more.
you helped me with girl problems when I was loving on someone else when we first met.
you always tell me that you really do love me.
you are considering me as an option.
you told me you want your first time to be with me.
you said you wanted to take my cuddle virginity.
you said you wanted to be my first kiss.
you said you're happy you met me.
you said you're still happy you know me.
you said you don't ever want me to leave.
you said you don't ever want to forget me, even though you forget a lot of otherwise meaningful people.
you don't have a nice family, so you would be eager to actually live with me.
you like Ruby and want to see her.
you actually like my face.
you actually like my body and want to see it.
you make me feel good about myself.
I don't feel self-conscious when we talk on webcam.
you make me not hate my voice.
you make me not hate my laugh.
you've actually waited all night for me to come back.
you've surprised me by tagging me in pictures you took just for me on Facebook.
you post things on my Wall when I'm not there.
you love me despite my age.
"From the Flesh" by Gates of Winter is our song.
both our grammar and spelling degrades severely when we're depressed or sad.
we used to tell each other, "Aishiteru."
you stayed up with me all night the night I tried to end my life.
you've actually cried over me.
we play Draw My Thing together.
one time, we pertained every Draw My Thing word to Left 4 Dead.
sometimes, we would just have fun drawing things.
you made a new, special Facebook, JUST to friend me.
you make me feel special.
you make me feel perfect.
you make me want to make you happy, to cheer you up.
you make me want to make you smile.
you make me want to make you laugh.
you're an angel when you sleep.
you're an angel when you're awake.
but you're also outgoing.
but you also get very quiet.
you hide from your friends sometimes just to be with me.
I hide from everyone just to be with you.
you dream of me sometimes.
I dream of you sometimes.
I picture a life with you.
I cannot picture a life without you.
you want me to always be in your life.
you'd wait for me for years.
I'd wait for you for years.
this tumblr actually made you really happy.
you loved me especially because I was the only person who really cared about your birthday, and I was the only one who made you anything.
you love homemade, handmade gifts, like me.
you also like getting money.
you imagine my cover of "My Curse" on YouTube as directed towards you.
you love the things I make you and give you.
we have so many in-jokes.
we love each other because of reasons.
you love the things I show you.
we used to write "I love you"s and "aishiteru"s on the finale safe room wall of No Mercy with sniper rifles together.
I showed you how to cheat it through the first level of No Mercy.
you care when I don't talk.
you made me confident to talk.
you made me social and not afraid, not as shy as I used to be.
I still only like talking with you the most.
we would spend all night together just talking.
we've taken each other's virginities in different, non-physical ways.
you actually said you found me cute, attractive, and hot, which dumbfounds me.
we both like "Mr. Brightside" by The Killers.
you love that I'm a metalhead.
you used to be and dress all goth and metalheadish.
when you ask to webcam with me.
when you tell me to get on Xbox.
when you ask if we can watch Death Note together.
when you ask if we can spend time together.
when you tell me you've missed me and been worrying about me so much.
when you leave me messages in the morning.
when you leave me messages when I'm just not there.
when you draw pictures of us.
when we talk about moving to Tokyo together.
when you pretend your hair is a mustache.
you think of cosplaing as Zoey.
you love me when I dress up as a Hunter.
you like the idea of me pouncing you.
you like the idea of me, for lack of a better word, "dominating" you.
you also like being in control sometimes.
you like the idea of me chasing you around while you're wearing kitty ears and a tail with me dressed as a Hunter.
you love cats and kittens.
you love dogs and puppies.
you love Labradors, Shiba Inus, and Alaskan Malamutes, just like me.
you once cried to me about your fears of your cat Baby dying.
the way you laughed when I told you, as you were crying, that I would lick your hand underneath the patio table the way Baby used to do as a kitten.
the way we always seem to come back to each other.
the way we entertain ourselves in the simplest of ways sometimes.
the way we can get lost in just jumping back and forth over the table in the beginning safe room of the second chapter of No Mercy on Left 4 Dead.
we both love No Mercy and Dead Air the most on Left 4 Dead.
our favorite Left 4 Dead characters, in order, are the exact same: Francis, Nick, Zoey, Bill, Ellis, and Coach. Louis and Rochelle are tied, though I think your views on Louis may have heightened a little.
you were melee-shooting before it was cool.
I remember when I told you that I wanted to "skeet" you in Left 4 Dead a while into our friendship, and you totally and cutely took it out of context.
when you added me on Facebook for the first time.
when you added me on Facebook each and every time after we stopped being friends.
when it felt like nothing ever happened the last time we stopped being friends for 4-5 weeks.
when we spent a little time together on my birthday.
when we spent time together on your birthday.
you love Ratchet & Clank.
you love my Buzz Killington impression, even though I totally butchered the actual joke.
do you know why J. J. Abrams was frequently drunk on his cross-Atlantic journeys? He was a Scot. Hmhmhmhmhmhmhm.
ehh. uh. uh. ehh. uh. uh. ehh. uh. uh.
when you playfully tell me, "Shut up!"
the way you whimper and get faux-sad when I tell you it back.
the way you laugh and squeak when I get terribly sad when you get faux-sad.
when I chased your Hunterness as a Hunter on Left 4 Dead in No Mercy, trying to claw-tag you.
the way you squeaked, giggled, laughed, and screamed when I did.
the way we both crouch to Hunter snuggle each other.
the way we both lean over in Minecraft to snuggle each other.
you love Minecraft, by the way.
the way you tricked me into thinking you never had Minecraft, then surprised me in a party when you got on it.
the first house we ever built, and you ever built, on Minecraft together.
the way it was right on the see.
the sugar cane stock we made when you went out searching for sugar cane.
the mining cave I made where we had where monsters spawning out.
the garden you built in the back.
the way you tried to stuff pigs, cows, and chickens in it.
the way you always failed at it.
the reaction you had when the first chicken you ever got in there escaped.
the reaction you had when the cow, pig, and chicken you were actually able to stuff in there escaped when you reloaded your save.
the way you just gave up with the pen after and made the garden there.
the way you played in the waterfall I made in the back.
the way you had two tamed wolves that you loved.
the way we made new worlds and houses together when everything we did (that I just mentioned) in your first ever level got overwritten.
the way we unlocked almost every single achievement together on Minecraft.
the way we just kept trying to find clay in Minecraft one day.
giant cactus dirt pillar of doom.
your gamertag when we first met will ALWAYS make me think of you when I see or hear about a glowstick, now. And oh, look, it's almost the 4th of July...
when we say something obvious and retort at each other with, "YOU DON'T SAY?"
you want there to be an actual zombie apocalypse.
you said you'd want to survive it together with me.
you'd be the first person I'd go to see if there was an actual outbreak *cough*MIAMIFLORIDAZOMBIE*cough*.
you said you'd actually want to move to Maine to be with me.
you'd actually want me to move to Florida to be with you.
we joked about going to see each other at the same exact time one day, only to realize the other is over in your state to see you.
you take pictures of me on Skype.
you've drawn me pictures of us together on Paint solely to cheer me up when I was sad, crying, and felt like killing myself.
when you pay attention to me.
the way I always pay attention to you.
the way you like to wear shorts a lot.
the way you sometimes don't even like to wear pants.
the way you like to try new things on webcam.
the way we always make heart fingers over Skype together.
the way we kiss our fingers and touch our webcams together, getting as close to an actual kiss as we can without actually kissing our webcams.
the way I feel like you're looking right into my eyes when you look into the webcam.
the way we wrote some poetry together.
the way we hate the same things.
the way we love the same things (if I haven't given enough examples).
the way you love piano music.
the way you think I'm hot when I play guitar.
the face you make when you draw.
the way you squish your face all around playfully when you're not wearing makeup.
the way you try to prove to me in every way that you're not wearing makeup because I guess you know how happy it makes me.
the way you got interested in psychology simply because I mentioned my course in it.
the way you get curious about my friends and my feelings for them, and the way I like to debunk any feelings you may think I really have for them.
the way you've perfectly bested Gabi.
the way you're infinitely times better than Sarah.
the way you're sweeter, nicer, and more lovable than Lizzi.
the way you're cuter, funnier, more faithful, and more romantic than Nikki.
the way you tell me you just want to cuddle with me and forget everything else in the world.
the way you tell me that, if you could, you'd take that mind eraser from Men in Black and use it to erase your memory of everything but me, fine dining, and breathing.
the day you told me that you loved me more than him.
the over-25,000 messages we've had on Facebook, not including all the messages we've ever sent each other over Xbox or over Skype or over TinyChat.
the day I first saw you on webcam on TinyChat.
the way you kick my ass on Words With Friends.
the way it turns me on whenever you beat my ass on ANYTHING.
the day you sent me the first batch of pictures of yourself (the day I probably really started to fall in love with you).
the way you surprised me one morning by tagging me in a ton of pictures on the Facebook you made especially to add me on.
the way you show me terribly ugly pictures you've secretly taken of me on Skype.
the way you tell me to remake terribly ugly faces so you can snap and show me more terribly ugly pictures you've not-so-secretly taken of me on Skype.
the way you downloaded Skype just so we can both webcam together without lag on my end.
the way you redownloaded it when we started to be friends again.
the days when we are tense, and suddenly, you just realize how much you've missed me, and you snuggle, hug, and kiss me out of nowhere.
the way the above makes me cry from happiness and realization that I'm not really going to lose you after all.
the way when you reassure me that I'm not going to lose you.
the way you have a way to make me feel instantly better just my telling me sincerely that you love me with all of your heart.
the way you loved deviantART.
the way you made the cutest dango icons for deviantART.
the way you tell me you're going to make craploads of money on Etsy.
the way you have an OCD about even numbers or numbers ending in 5.
the way things have to be very precise with you.
the way I sort of helped you get over your OCD in a way.
the way we planned on meeting each other one day soon, and even the gas mileage and amount of hours and days it would take me to drive over to you.
the way you told me that you're saving up money for something...
the way that I hope it might be to see me someday... maybe...
the way I believe you say you love things about me just to make me feel good.
the way you tell me to hold my manboobs on webcam for you.
the way we squish our tummies on webcam for each other sometimes.
the way we both get hungry and tired after we finish things.
the way you said you'd watch my Let's Plays if I ever made them on YouTube.
the way you sat through a bunch of Tobuscus videos just for me, even though I know he annoyed you with his screaming.
the way you sat through a bunch of SMOSH videos just for me, even though I know you didn't always find them as hilarious or as funny as I did.
the way you told me you'd love to be a forensic scientist.
the way you say you're not affected by gore or blood or violence in any way at all.
the way that nothing really offends you at all.
the way that we're both a little bit racist together.
in the same way, the way that we are both completely against racism as a whole.
the way we both think Hitler was pretty cool.
the way we always use > before our actions sometimes for derpy stuff.
the way we use pictures as reaction images a lot.
the way we share funny things and in-jokes on each other's Facebook Walls.
the way we said we'd do a webcam show together if we ever meet each other in real life.
a certain thing here that I wanted to mention but can't really... so... why am I still typing this certain bullet point?
when I used to show you stupid, pointless glitches on Left 4 Dead.
the happiness, pride, and overall amazing feelings that rushed over me when you already knew more than half of the stupid, pointless glitches on Left 4 Dead that I tried to show you.
the way you take really, really long showers, just like I do. It makes me feel a lot less self-conscious.
the way you told me you'd want to take really, really long showers together.
the way you said you'd like more of my kind of music just because I like it.
the way you start to like things just because I do.
the way I start to like things just because you do.
the way you try to talk things out with me to make things work between us.
the way you don't always give up.
the night we stayed up all night into the morning until I had to go to college. I didn't sleep that entire day, just so I could be with you, Kittily.
the way you hate your last name.
the way your last name will now always come to mind when I want to play one of my favorite computer games of all time.
the way you told me you wouldn't want to live if you found out anything ever happened to me.
the way you think suicide is stupid, just like I do... although I still have tendencies, and I'm sorry.
the way we're both always sorry about everything.
the way we're both sorry about being sorry so much.
the way you talked me out of suicide a couple of times before.
the way you told me you'd help me find a new girl who was just like you if not better when we were deciding if we should end our love (thank God we didn't end anything, though).
awkward, but the way you want me to spank you, and the way it turns you on.
the way we'd probably be in real life if we met — awkward, and terribly shy.
the way we'd probably hug and cuddle each other more than anything right after we got over out shyness, though.
the way I once told you that I'd teach you how to play piano.
the way you've asked me to play guitar for you just out of the blue.
the way you've requested songs for me to just play for you on guitar.
the way you've requested songs for me to just play for you on piano.
the way I used to send you snippets of my piano playing over Xbox LIVE voice message.
the way I used to be so shy when I met you, I'd only respond to you with text messages the first few weeks of our friendship.
the way we then used to move on to voice messages because you made me more comfortable with my voice.
the way my Jigsaw voice used to turn you on.
the way the first thing I ever sang to you (ironically through voice message on the very first night that we met) was "Friday" by Rebecca Black, and you laughed so much because you didn't think I'd sing the whole song from the beginning; you thought I'd just sing the chorus.
the day you first started to huggle me ever...
the day you first kissed me out of nowhere...
the day you first told me that you loved me...
the day you first told me that I was perfect...
the first tear I ever cried over you...
the way we met on the second level of Dead Air on Left 4 Dead in the steel door at the beginning of the level when you trolled with your friends...
our big obsession with Jon Lajoie around when we first met (I'm a sexually attractive man, and that makes me chainsaw everyone and chainsaw everything!).
our big obsession with The Lonely Island around when we first met.
the way I perfectly remember when you used to always say, "Happy Birthday to the ground!" in some of the very first parties we were ever in together... and for some reason, right now, they bring back more memories than anything...
the way you went on a giant spiel about how you loved my body and everything about me...
the way it made me cry from happiness...
the way we cry with each other sometimes.
the way I love you enough to try to give you space when I think you need it.
these and every other memory we have ever shared together that I can still remember, and every other memory I may not even be capable of remembering.
the first time I ever showed you "From the Flesh" by Gates of Winter, and the way you loved it so much.
the way you promise me things and stay true to them.
the ways you tell me you'll make time for me.
when you tell me you've missed me and thought about me so much after we've been apart for a while.
kitty licks while wearing kitty ears.
the way you cr0wn Witches with pinpoint accuracy.
the way you run away from Tanks on Easy and let me die from them.
the way you've been starting to get up close and personal with Tanks with an auto-shotty.
the way you found me so cute when I was acting all loopy one night and laughing at everything in a party with you and my friend, Mikey.
the way that you're okay with being in parties with my friends.
the way you told me that you wanted to make new friends with me so we could have our own little group of friends.
the way we'd try to land perfectly on the tallest building in the game on GTA IV.
the way you show me your tummy on webcam after you've eaten, and how much you whine about how bloated you look because of it (which is a totally exaggeration and lie, by the way).
the way we call each other cutiepie, sweetiepie, honeybunny, cutie, and baby.
the way that our nicknames were ways for us to secretly tell each other we loved each other.
the way that Craigily meant "Craig, I love you" and Kittily meant, "Kittie, I love you."
the way we still call each other that.
the times when you make and let me come first, when you put me before everyone else.
the way we teasingly tell each other we hate each other.
the way we can always be sarcastic with each other and still be okay about it.
the way you always tell me how squishy your butt, thighs, and boobs are, just to tease me.
you love Subway and McDonald's fries.
the way you used to push me to try an iced McDonald's frappé with lots of cream, although I haven't yet to this day, and I'm sorry.
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the VERY first thing I ever posted on your Wall when we added each other on Facebook was the Net Noob meme of "A party, you say? With lemons?"
the way we still use the "A party, you say?" meme.
the way you always seem to find my use of "RIGHT MEOW!" amusing.
the way we both love and recognize Pon & Zi images and quotes and sayings... like "I can't sleep because my pillow is too wet."
you loved one of the other things I posted on your Wall around the first few days we had each other added on Facebook... "A gurl was walkin2 skewl wit her bf..."
the way we still quote that story.
the way we still use "4evr" and "FIVE-ever" with each other a lot.
the way we still use "he said... NO" with each other a lot.
the way we still use "bbyz" with each other a lot.
the fact that we both love Dane Cook.
the way we like to use a lot of his jokes, specifically the "You don't even KNOW!" one.
the way we both use the jimmy rustler ape meme of "shh, no tears now — only dreams" to cheer each other up.
the time I literally spent all night and day working on your birthday gift on Minecraft — a giant, suspended mass of letters that spelled out, "I will always love you, Kittily / Happy Birthday!" above the sea while you rode on a minecart to it.
the way you hopped and bounced when you saw it.
the way I mistakenly took you for Mikey when you were jumping around, so I thought you hadn't seen it yet.
the way you begged and pleaded me to let you see it before it was done.
the way you fell asleep on me while I was practically done making it for you.
the way we used "my mind is full of fuck" to describe our confusion all the time.
the way we then started to use "my 4chan is full of Jackie Burkhart" to describe our horniness for each other.
the way we instantly thought of Jackie Burkhart when we originally just said, "my 4chan is full of Jackie" while thinking of Jackie Chan instead.
the way you love That '70's Show! like I do.
the way you corrected me on Jackie Burkhart's name when I spelled it "Berkhart."
the way when I always ask you why I can't be holding you or cuddling you or be near you, you ALWAYS retort with "because Florida and Maine."
the way I love to always say before you reply, "inb4 Maine and Florida" or "oh, you!"
the way you inb4 me before I inb4 you.
the way we love to use ;~; and ;-; and ;c to express our sadness.
the way we always use "oh, stop it you!"
the way we always like to refer back to the ghost joke of, "Why did the ghost cross the road? To get to the other side! — wut. — You knooow... the afterlife? — /)o3o(\"
the way we use that joke in everyday life.
the way we sometimes like to come up with new memes together but never really get anywhere with it.
the way we just like to test each other on memes we know — and we know literally all of them.
the way we tie memes with everything.
the way we like to make meme faces together.
the way you secretly take pictures of my meme faces.
the way you drew on Draw My Thing one time with a white crayon on white, and the answer was "ninja."
the way we always say, "a hurr ga durrrrr" when we're just being derpy together.
whenever we act derpy together (which is almost always).
the way we always point out our stupid actions and then summarize it with "CRAIG/KITTILY LOGIC."
the way we love to poke each other's tummy.
the way you love Dethklok.
the way you actually ask me for songs to listen to.
the way that you actually ask me for Dethklok songs to listen to (which is kinda hot and amazing).
the way we love to quote Llamas with Hats.
"So, uh... uh, this guy walks in, and I, uh, I walk up to him. And I, uhhhh... well, I, uh, I stabbed him 37 times in the chest. — CAAAAAAAAARL THAT KILLS PEOPLE. — Oh, wow, r-really? I, uh, I did NOT know that. I'm in the wrong here. Iiiii suck."
the way you always giggle whenever I say, "I'm in the wrong here. Iiiii suck."
the way we always say, "You can't even [x]? HAAAAH, you suck at EVERYTHING."
the way we both love to quote Charlie the Unicorn.
the way you love my impressions of Charlie and the other unicorns.
the way I absolutely LOVE whenever you do the "The doooor, the DOOOOR. The door controls time and space, love and deeeath, the door can see into your mind, the door can see into your souuul... — r-really? T-the door can do all that? — HEH, no."
the way we like to respond to each other sometimes with "HEH, no."
the way you love nope.avi.
the way we tend to use it a lot.
the way I like to retort your nope.avi's with yeah.avi's.
the way I once told you that I have the attention span of a squirrel.
the way you told me that goldfish have an attention span from one side of a fish bowl to the other, so then you inspired me to say that I have the attention span of a goldfish instead.
the way we had one of your Facebook accounts for just sending each other ONLY links and typing to each other in Japanese via Google Translate.
the way we use the "c:" and ":3" faces so much.
the way when we FIRST started talking on Facebook chat, the one thing I will always remember you telling me... for better or for worse... is when you said, "shit, dude, you talk a lot," because I talked a lot more with text than via voice.
the time you told me that you didn't want me to forget about you... near the first time we stopped being friends...
all of the old messages we have ever sent each other...
the fact that you tried to make Gabi love me.
the way it backfired and made me just love you more.
the way that you type me long messages.
the way we have long talks.
the way we just simple talk about small and stupid things that don't even mean anything.
the night your Xbox 360 mic broke and the week that followed when you only responded with mic clicks...
when one click meant "no," two was "yes," three was "I don't know" and "I love you," four was "I love you, too," five was "be right back," and a lot of rapid clicks were meant to mean that you couldn't hear me or that we were happy the other came back from being away.
the way you didn't want me to leave the first time I stopped wanting to be friends with you...
the night my Xbox 360 mic broke and the week that followed when I only responded to YOU with mic clicks...
the way you told me that you always wanted me to join your Xbox parties so badly when we were apart.
the way you told me that you always wanted to join MY Xbox parties so badly when we were apart.
the way our old messages as far back as December still make me smile so hard...
when we played Doodle God a while ago together and made a ton of different elements simultaneously.
the way you got a little mad at me because I didn't tell you how to make a snake on Doodle God (ahem, worm + sand).
the way you cheated on Doodle God to make as many things as you could.
the way you cheated on Words with Friends to make longer, better words to get more points.
the way you made CastleMiner sound fun and interesting and amazing enough for me to buy for you...
the way I bought it so I could play it only with you.
the way we always say, "y u do dis" or "y u say dis" to each other when one of us says something that turns the other on accidentally (or purposely).
the way we always tease each other when one of us acts smart at each other.
"nyeh-eh-eh, look at me, I'm Craig, I know everything, nyeh-eh-eh."
"nyeh-eh-eh, look at me, I'm Kittily, and I know, like, nothing because dahurrgadurr, nyeh-eh-eh."
the way we spam each other with hearts. <3 <3 <3
the way your hiccups sound like Pikachu hiccups.
the way you hide your coughs.
the way you say you're cold.
the sudden need for me to want to cuddle and snuggle and hug you tightly to make you warm with our body heat.
the way you get very quiet when you're sleepy or tired.
Vintage narwhals swimmin' in the ocean, causin' a commotion 'cause they are so awesome!
the way you love the "Winning" remixes of Charlie Sheen.
the way you told me once that you thought Two and a Half Men wasn't funny at all.
the way you ask me if you can go to bed.
the fact you said you're thinking of making me a tumblr, too...
