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Jamie.
Oh noes! Someting written about my dear and loverly boyfriend!
You know, there are some days that I think he believes I don't care for him as much as I did when we were first dating..which was 2 years and 7 months ago. There are days where he'd be upset because I'm busy and can't talk to him or see him.
It hurts the heart, really.
As much as it pains me to say this, but YOU'RE FUCKING WRONG Jamie!
<_<
I love him to death. If I didn't want to be with him anymore, I would've said something (and lots of people know I'm a very blunt and forward person. I would have said something). There's only so much time, you know?
When he's busy, I want to see him, when I'm busy, he wants to see me. That's how the days work with us. It puts a number on ones relationship. But somehow, no matter how many times that happens to us, we pull through.
It's wierd. The longer I'm with him, the more I get attached. Even the smallest thought of losing him makes my heart ache and makes me cry like a fucking baby.
This is turning out to be a sort of journal than anything.
Wtf!
