mes amour (my love)

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                          hey bby, so you made me a book of your love for me and stuff, so I decided that y'know I'd do the same

               okay, so Tamara, I've known you since forever, and I'm so lucky to have you in my life. you also deal with all my crap here and ooa, and I couldn't ask for anything better. we've had tough times, we rarely fight, we pretend fight, we cry, we laugh, we do all the things we should be doing, so we're doing something right, right?

               like you said, both of our parents said to not talk to strangers on the internet, or strangers in general. the best thing i've ever done was log onto this stupid ass website and message you, and i've been doing that for almost every day for over a year now. i honestly can't wait till we're older and can meet in person, that day will be probably the greatest day of my life.  

       i love how we can talk about anything together.. like boys, bad days, good days, our future, our lives in general, our favorite music, things like that. and i love how much we have in common, and how we can help each other out and not have it being awkward.

     i've fallen so in love with our friendship and so clingy and attached to it, that i can barely believe we're a million miles away from each other. it feels like you're right here, right next to me, laying down and watching Wizards of Waverly Place with me all night.

sometimes when i'm alone at night and can't sleep and think of doing terrible things to myself, i think of other things, like what we're gonna do when we meet up, how long will it be till then, will it ever happen? things like that keep me going.

so since the thought of you is engraved in my memory forever, i've decided to tell you a bit about myself since you told me about yourself. i hate the smell of crayons and gasoline, i love the beach and the rain, and i hate pies, the only pie i like is chocolate pie. also, i hate frosting and cake.