September 2010
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Aladin playing his guitar over us blasting...
This is my Saturday morning. Menstrual cramps are no match for this brand of awesome.
I love my boyfriend.
“Wait…so you took a drink of my guitar, then you hid it from me?!”
Effortless.
I’m too much of a heavy sleeper to be woken up by his alarm, but somewhere between his alarm going off and him getting ready for work I get woken up by him kissing my face countless times and laughing at my lack of consciousness. It’s like waking up from one dream and entering an even greater dream that just so happens to be reality.
I’m so crazy about him.
