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ttakethe-whitepill:  
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palefrost: i love this so much..
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c-asted: c-asted: c-asted: he kept trying to take my slurpee >:I I know I just reblogged this, but I’m going to again. This is the guy I’ve been with for 8 months of my life. For eight, straight, months of my life. This is the guy that was in love with me for almost a year, but I pushed aside for an asshole who cheated on me, crushed me, and almost ruined me. This is the guy that waited for me. The one who helped me laugh and smile even though I didn’t think I could again. This is the guy that lifts me up. He tells me everyday that I’m beautiful, cute, pretty, gorgeous. Honestly, I rarely believe it, but he makes me feel that way. I don’t need make up or big boobs to get his attention. I don’t need to act stupid or be easy to get into bed. With him I can be myself. I can be who I want to be, now who society needs me to be. This is the guy that brings me out of the darkness every single time I’m there. The guy who both of my parents approve of, and who I could never thank enough for being my rock and support. This guy, this amazing guy right here, was my first time. I didn’t give it to him, we shared it with one another. My first time was our first time. This is the guy who holds me when I cry, stays on the phone no matter how late, puts up with my mood swings, protects me. This is the guy I was lucky enough to wake up to twice. The one who holds me while we sleep, holds my hand, wakes me up with a kiss. He’s the guy I can shower with. I hate my body honestly. I always want to hide, but I’m fine with him. I’m safe with him. He’s the guy who makes me the sandwich. Yeah, I went there. Don’t worry, I’ll make him one someday. He’s the guy who annoys me and is lazy and irresponsible, but his flaws make him amazing. This is the guy I want and who I’m lucky to have. “Six month dating limit” my fucking ass. I found who I love. And after a butt ton of months, we have made a year. 12 months. One year. Today is our anniversary, and we’re special. c; Cool
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