This isn’t anything too special or whatever,
But it’s 12 AM where I live, and it has been officially a month since I’ve been with my girlfriend, Ami. She’s so sweet and doesn’t even know it, lmao. Even though she looks 12 and makes me feel like a pedophile, she’s extremely intelligent and mature for her ag— eh, she’s extremely intelligent and mature. I’m completely content with what we have and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, except maybe an unlimited supply of money. But then I’d buy OJ’s lawyer to find a loophole and still be with her and we’d be BALLIN’! “If the glove doesn’t fit, you must acquit!” Lol. She’s really good at writing stories, and has an active imagination to always keep things interesting. It’s really fun being with her.
Even though I fall asleep on her all the time, the countless curse words and insults still put a smile on my face when I read them in the morning. It’s cos she cares~. And I’m really glad she saved me. I may be the prince, but she’s the true hero in my book.
I really hope we can spend the rest of our lives together. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her. She’s my princess, my kitsundere, my cutie with the dopey, dopey head. She always keeps me laughing and she doesn’t fail at occupying my thoughts at all times. I have no regrets! NONE! Well, maybe besides sleeping on her a lot.. (but I’ve been working on that). Yeah, that’s it for regrets.
Isn’t it weird how people meet? When I met Ami we hit it off so well and we watched Ghost Hunters all night and talked about the scary noises in her house at that particular time. It was so natural to be best friends with her. I’m not gonna lie, I was a little jealous she had a princess at the time but Ami included me in everything and I’m extremely glad everyone else accepted me as their friend, too. Thanks, guys.
I wanna be there for Ami through thick and thin, when she’s sad, mad (which happens a lot LOL), and ecstatic, and of course whatever other feelings exist that aren’t listed. I’m really working hard to to do my best, Ami, I am! I love that we can play games together, I love that you can speak to me in Dolan and nudge me all the time, I love that you can’t breathe at some of my stupid jokes, I love that we both love HSM, ginger, pink, TruTv, fluffy pancakes, bad jokes, and I love how we’re in-sync. More specifically though, (cliche) I love you.
So yeah, this isn’t a present, just a little essay that I wanted to write. If it was up to me, I’d cook you a feast with candles all around and sunflower petals to accompany them. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me, you’ve really changed my life. I’m 3434817239480712038947189346123478 times happier whenever I talk to you, and you never fail to put a smile on my face or to make me cry tears of joy. I’m not sorry for this, lmao.
Well, I love you! And cheers to a great month~! A millionbilliontrillion to gooo! Chu~