I get all kinds of feelings around Amber. I feel so good around her, I feel warm and fuzzy around her. Whenever she hugs me I feel like I have butterflies in my stomach. When she kisses me; its unexplainable. I feel so many things whenever she kisses me, it makes me feel loved most of all.
She is the only person that can make me aimlessly laugh and smile and be happy. She is the only one who can make me feel loved whenever I need to feel that way.
She makes sure I always feel accepted. Whenever I'm feeling down about my body, or having self confidence issues she makes sure that I know that she thinks I'm beautiful and perfect just the way I am. Even though most of the times I don't believe that I am attractive in any way, at least I know that she thinks otherwise.
I feel so special around her. I feel like I am the center of attention and I feel like I am (sometimes) the only person she cares about. Although sometimes I am hurt by what she says, she never means to hurt me, I am just so over-sensitive and over-protective that sometimes I get hurt by things that literally mean nothing, like whenever she calls someone else beautiful, or whenever she calls someone cute, or whenever she says, "ily" to someone else, it just makes me feel terribly ill, but I don't ever mean to feel that way, I never do, I am getting off track, I am sorry.
Anyways, basically the whole point of this chapter was that she makes me feel good in every single way you could imagine, it makes me feel like I have a place in this world with her. she has helped me get through everything.
I remember whenever.... (next chapter, this is a whole new subject I need to talk about)
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Staying Up All Night
RandomBasically, this is a story about me and my girlfriend (lesbian). This is the story about how we fell in love, starting from when we first became friends in the 7th grade.
