I only plugged in to Save Rock & Roll

This is really late. But I’ve been waiting for my sister to scan my stickypics, but… I used one that wasn’t one of the ones she scanned. But anyways, onwards!

This was on our anniversary. It almost didn’t happen, the date, but my girlfriend is super cool like that. She’d had a really rough day that day too… But we still were able to celebrate our 3rd month. ^____^ 

EDIT: By the way, she has this thing with dressing up like me (i.e. wearing my beanie, wearing gigantic plastic rimmed glasses, sometimes even going with hoodies or flannels, etc. hahaha i like it).

waaaay back in March. It was a Sunday. You were bored, and you wanted to talk to someone on facebook. And there I was. You fb chatted me, then asked if I could call you. I wasn’t supposed to, but I figured, hey. you’re a friend, and I wasn’t really doing much. Why not?

So I called. You were cleaning your eternally-in-a-state-of-clean-and-messy room, and I was eating dinner. You heard Hey, Soul Sister by Train come on your radio (It was Yahoo! Radio still, you hadn’t discovered your new baby, Pandora, yet) and I could hear how much fun you were having dancing. You felt a little embarrassed, ‘cos it seemed like I was there watching, but I wasn’t.

And from that day forward, I looked forward to talking to you.

You and me are crazy.

Most people can’t handle us. We’re both too much.

We’re nuts.

But somehow, with you, it all just comes together. It’s not always sunshine and unicorns, but that doesn’t matter; the sun can cause sunburns and unicorns technically don’t exist.

No; with you, it’s about the butter, and bread, and sweaters on heads. The walrus and french songs, radar detectors and moons. Holding hands, and lullabies, silly bears and honey. Even trash and secrets. 

We’re just something else. You are something else, the only else cared for. 

You are.

So goodnight moon, and goodnight you.

but I can’t figure out a melody. SAD FACE. It’s such a sweet lick too, like a lullabye, or one of those massive epic songs at the end of CDs. 

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New layout too. Whoooo!

R-E-N-E-E  M-I-C-H-E-L-L-E  S-A-R-M-I-E-N-T-O

A-W-E-S-O-M-E

S-W-E-E-T

S-U-P-E-R-C-O-O-L

N-I-C-E

C-R-A-Z-Y (but not in a bad way)

F-U-N

H-I-P-P-I-E / H-I-P-S-T-E-R

M-Y  G-I-R-L-F-R-I-E-N-D

T-H-E  B-E-S-T

M-Y  B-E-L-L-E

M-Y  B-E-S-T-F-R-I-E-N-D

J-U-I-C-E

M-I-N-E

^____^ I lesbians her.

this.

Hello, Beautiful. You are absolutely amazing.

I love everything you throw at me. How much you care; because I do too. I never thought you and me would be more than friends, and yet, here we are. You’re my girlfriend. I’m your boyfriend. Not my imaginary-pine-after-lady of the year, and not your man-friend. My girlfriend, your boyfriend.

I was all settled in nicely to just take the scraps you gave me. It still astounds me that somehow, your giving me the scraps turned into you giving me everything. Before, I was a peasant on the streets, begging you for money. Now, I’m the king of the world, and you stand next to me. I’m like a superhero, and you are my superheroine. 

I promise, now that I’m here, I will do everything to make this work. I’m not going to be like the others, where you gave them everything and what could have been beautiful was thrown away like garbage. Cos that’s not what this is; this is like the feeling that everyone is looking for. People search their whole lives, and never find this. We have. I’m not saying together forever, that’s a long time to promise at such a young age. Together for as long as we can, yes. I expect that to be a long time, though. I hope you can stomach me for that long.

It’s still the small things though. Your eyes, when you smile, the way that you have such expressive eyes, yet they chink up when you smile. Your smile, how it just spreads wide across your face. I’ve never been so struck by a smile before. And I want to be one of the reasons you smile everyday. Every small touch, from touching your face, playing with your hair, pinching your nose, covering your mouth. It’s like static, but without the “ouch.” 

Hello, Beautiful. These are the words that I’m learning to say. Though they may not be as articulate, and pretty, and artistic as the first letter, these words are just as true. I don’t know if you’ll ever read this, but these words are here for you to read if you ever get to. These words still mean everything to me, but not as much as you do. And the best part is, you already know all this. None of this is new anymore. You know everything.

I used to sit on the moon and dream of sun. But now, I’m a part of the sun. And it a part of me.

She went to Korea for Far East Drama and now I’m kinda. Just sitting here, twiddling my thumbs. Dunno what to do, but. Eh. I have lots of free time on my hands.

But I still miss her. T_____T AND IT’S ONLY THE FIRST DAY SHE’S GONE! WHAT DO I DO WITH MYSELF?!?!

I’ll make a youtube video! ^______^