I'm Not-But I Am
I recieved this on my FB page.
It turned me into a puddle. A puddle of sentimental goo...I am NOT a puddle!
And yet I am melted and sticking to the floor whenever I think about the gesture and what he means by it. Maybe I should just learn that being into this is okay. Because I am into this--fears, nerves, wetness and all.
1 comment:
enjoy it and love it with abandon. that's what makes it worth it, not what the future may hold, but what the present is right now, and right now it's pretty damn good for you. :)
oh, and i love you to death.
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