i would just like to post this, so i can look back on it one day and either regret, miss or reminisce.

It's a minute to 10. 21 november. almost 2 months now. you'll be here to pick me up soon? and even though it'll just be a long car ride i can't wait to see you. i really do like you. it's horrible that i needed someone to help me pick up all the pieces of my life but God gave me you haha. and you don't do it by putting it all back together. you do it by helping me pick them up, handing them to me and guiding me. you make me more than i am. and i make mistakes so often but you're teaching me and sometimes it sucks to not be perfect. but whatever because you're still there. and i fear the day when either one of us gets sick of each other and this all ends and if this does happen then i hope we stay friends!

and if it doesn't end, i wouldn't mind it at all.

:)