It's been awhile since I've wrote anything on this thing. I kind of miss it. I guess I'm so caught on with life that I forget to write. Especially with this special guy I'm dating. I really feel like he's the one for me. I know it sounds completely cliche and like some people may call it "puppy love" haha. I hope it never ends. I can tell him anything without having to worry about him judging me in any way. I really love that about him.

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