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A long journey home

Whatever is on my sick and twisted fucked up mind. I really do love being me.
6 years ago. Tuesday, August 20, 2019 at 12:38 AM

Once again, I told you I was going to bed, for that I apologize, but I have to let you know. For the longest time Princess, the way you made me feel, who you were, it all seemed like a dream. You were perfect. Our dynamic fit one another, we were both what each other had been looking for, you were perfect. Then life happened. You had some turmoil, I had a few bumps, and in the end, the way I saw you, you were perfect. You can go back into my blogs and read why I found you perfect then. With everything life has thrown at us, you are still perfect. I will gladly admit to anyone on this website I sleep with a stuffed crocodile next to my head every night because you are perfect. I blog mushy stuff as often as I can because you are perfect(I never had a fucking blog until I met you). There isn't another person on this website, or earth, that could ever match you. You are perfect.

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