11.20.14
dear brendon,
summer nights with you are magical.
winter you is nice too. god, you're always nice.
in the winter, i get you in cranberry colored hats and fuzzy sweaters. i get you with flushed pink cheeks and a sniffly nose, i get you with snowflakes clinging to your eyelashes and beaming smiles. i get you with hot chocolate breath and christmas excitement.
in the summer, i get you and skin. oh my god, summer you kills me. i get condensation on glasses and no shirt (you're gonna fucking kill me) and sweat on your forehead and tank tops and you in the streetlights, turning to smile at me. i get sunscreen and beaches and sand literally everywhere.
basically, the moral of this is that you're still the most beautiful person i've ever met.
you held my hand. it felt like home.
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dear brendon [rydon]
Fanficdear brendon, when we were fifteen, and we spent our time in the garage with spencer and brent, before brent left, you told me i was beautiful. [rydon]
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