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Friday, August 27, 2010

Day 20 @ 8/27/2010 08:16:00 PM

Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future

Oh jeez, this is going to have to be one of those painfully honest posts I think. Well here's the thing, it is well known that I am single and I'm honestly not looking. I say that I'm not looking because as dorky and pathetic as it sounds, my heart is very much taken. I hate admitting that, I hate being gross and sappy, but there you have it folks, I'm a closet romantic. I don't like jumping the gun or counting my chickens before they hatch, or any other appropriate metaphors. I don't really see the point in making it my life's goal to marry this certain individual, but at the same time, I would very much like to. I think it's a good thing that this particular task doesn't ask me to justify my reasons for feeling this way, because if it did I think this post would be rather long. But at the same time, I kinda also want to explain my reasoning, so here I go. Their smile, it always makes me smile like a lunatic. The way they never cease to make me laugh, especially when I don't want to. Their funny little idiosyncrasies and obsessions, I find them so endearing. Their voice, the way that my heart and stomach skip when I hear it. The way that they treat me as an adult, the way we get along. Their maturity and the good advice that they give. The way that on many occasions they've made me smile when all I've wanted to do was curl up into a ball and cry. The way that they've turned me into a hopeless romantic. The way that every song I hear is about them. The way that they remember every little thing that I tell them. The fact that wanting them to be happy has always been more important that just wanting them. The fact that I would happily watch all 3 of the Jurassic Park films with them. I think I've successfully, briefly summarised my affections. So I'm going to go throw up due to this crazy amount of sap.

Until next time fellow humans....


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eleanor, a 20 year old Australian. I'm introverted, socially awkward, a bit of a wallflower and prefer the company of books. I write and live in a fantasy land. I believe in love in all its forms. Harry Potter changed my life. My patronus is a unicorn.

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