dear in the middle of the night diary,
this is what i wake up to. and that is my very favorite blanket. fuck the feather blanket. i am so done with that bitch for the winter. it's gettin washed and packed in the garbage bag tomorrow. if not tomorrow then sunday. if not sunday- then monday. that is what becky looks like every morning. that is what she looks like right now. she steals my heart every time i look at her. i fall deeper and deeper in love with her every second of every day. she does nothing that pisses me off. i will sure let you and everyone else know when she does tho.
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| my sweet little dirt grabber |