PS

This has been tumbling through my mind for a while so I have to put it out there... "How did people do this- swallow all their fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every fear and imperfection they had- with less than the absolute commitment Edward had given me? If it weren't Edward out there, if I didn't know in every cell of my body that he loved me as much as I loved him- unconditionally and irrevocably and, to be honest, irrationally- I'd never be able to get up off this floor." ~ Bella Swan, Breaking Dawn

Almost 3 weeks later

So I spent the weekend at the bf's house- Friday night to Sunday morning. Anyway, I thought I'd tell you a bunch of things that he is extra hot when he does them... -Chops wood, like lumberjack style. -Rides his snowmobile with his hat on backwards. -Fixes his moms snowmobile. -Introduces me to everybody at the bar, all "This is my girlfriend..." -Uses a blowtorch. -Crawls under the car to change the oil. -Grabs my face and kisses me for no reason. I die. And basically everything else he does. I just had to say something cuz it was like he was trying to kill me. As if I didn't already think he was hot, he goes and gets hotter. And I'm all "Don't mind me in my hoodie and pajama jeans..." I still have no idea why he likes me. No effing clue. Ok, I will shut up now. I just wanted to talk about my bf.

I really like my boyfriend

So this blog exists solely so that I can talk about my boyfriend without people getting annoyed or jealous. I get it, it seems juvenile to be so excited about every little thing, but I'm okay with that. Therefore I will talk about it. Now, for the sake of his anonymity, I will call him either "bf" or "W". I also wouldn't want him to see this and run. Not that I won't ever tell him about it, but not yet. This is more of a journal for me since most people I know don't want to hear about him 24/7. That said, I will wrap this entry up quickly and soon will begin blabbing about my boyfriend. Because I can. And I will. Deuces.