/not sure how. keeps getting better. I guess this is what happiness tastes like./it wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her (that one came out too. peaceful.)/NOW WITH MORE WHOLESOME
(oddly enough, time is not as elastic as it used to be. but I am still kicking it.)i made some people. / 10 lb 12 oz
in the water? HELL YES p dot s dot BETTER THAN EZRA? doubtful./remember when you had words for everything? i hoarded them for myself.
also, my suburbia kicks your suburbia's ass
also minivan? HAHA NO and then (when you meet her), you say, "wow. Oh wow."
Of course. (This happens all the time in my head. beloved.) LISTEN UP YO
MY NINJABABY COULD KICK YR FLABBY ASSThere is not a day where I am not thankful for this person who gave me this person. And not for that reason.did you ever think it could be like this? (any of it)
it wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside her(came out)still true:
It is possible to be happy enough that there is nothing much to tell.
It keeps getting better. You start to believe you are actually that lucky.
it only gets better .
This is how a you would write it, maybe: dear pumpkin pantsI HAVE AN IDEA:
I GOT THE CAR WE CAN DRIVE ALL NIGHT
SAY YES PLEASE
ANOTHER THING: LETS GET HITCHED 'KAY
SAY YES PLEASE
(and he did)
given time i will make something of myself.. . . . .
don't hold yr breath. no rush.man when you are telling me how it wassee ya when i see ya. . . . (all my pumpkin love)
ten years what????? SECRET HIPPY EMBRACE THYSELF giant giant-slayer! / Waiting to meet another one