last sunday was so nice because my friends and me spent all day outside skateboarding and lying in the grass and the sun got really hot so we kicked our shoes off. i got scratches from branches and bruises and a sunburn but i loved it, because those mean that you’re living. when you’ve spent an entire day outside in hot weather and you go home during a pink sunset with dirty feet and sweaty shirts and tangled hair but you feel like your day was well spent, that’s the best.
I love this boy so much. he understands me, more than anyone else does. He knows absolutely everything about me, and is still in love with me. He fell in love with me even though I was convinced no one ever would. He makes me feel better with the funny things he says, he writes the prettiest songs, he’s the best skateboarder around, and I just love everything about him. He puts me first. His passion for the things he loves and his love for nature give me hope. I love him, forever. sixteen months and counting