I'm actually really excited to not have to look ever again. To not have to wonder who I'm gonna sleep next to, or who's going to take me to bed when I've fallen asleep on the couch again, or who I'll get to wake up next to every morning. It's all cliche, but what part of love isn't?
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A Jumbled Collective
Literatura FaktuThis is a collective of various journal entries and random pieces.
