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My stomach hurts all the time and my hair won’t grow anymore.
It's taken a long time and a lot of work, but we're getting there. Thank you for an amazing month of adventuring.
Zack is going to see Bane's last show Saturday and then we're spending the day in Salem Sunday
And last weekend I got to see Motion City Soundtrack in Philadelphia and go to the Mutter Museum 💀😍
Lake George October 2015. This is what our happiness looks like and I’m tired of people trying to tell me it doesn’t exist in this relationship-that it couldn’t. The past nine months have been hell, but we still smile. I still look at him like he put the stars in the sky. He still holds me when I cry and rushes to the register to pay for my crafting addiction. Don’t look in from the outside and try to tell me this isn’t real, honest love and happiness because it is and it will be until the day we die.
I had a seriously miserable, depressive day and then I got into a car accident when I finally decided to leave the house.
I hate everything.
We were babies three years ago. We were naive. Things don't stay perfect forever. They become mundane, strained, and complex. We both messed up this year, but the work we've been doing to make our lives better has been amazing. Everyday we learn more about each other. Everyday we talk more. We're not hiding ourselves from each other like we used to. So here we are three years ago and even though it's so vastly different from us today, I've never been more in love.
My life is so good right now.
Starting a notebook full of letters I'll never send.
Finding new ways to heal. Everything is going so well right now. I hope you're miserable 😊