Mar. 27th, 2016

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Mar. 27th, 2016 11:36 am
inkdreams: (mischievous)
This is what the poets have written about. This is what made ancient musicians pick up their instruments and raise their voices.

We've been together for a month now. It doesn't sound like a long time, but for someone like me, it is. In my past, it was something remarkable if it lasted beyond the next morning. 

We met via bootycall, which really isn't a surprise. We were just looking for sex, and now here we are, still in love, still going strong. He sees me for who I am and paints it in a way that I can understand. He brings clarity to the world. 

One month. I hope there's many, many more.