Being in love is the weirdest thing I’ve ever experienced. I’ll try and explain how I feel about it – A warmth spreads through my chest when I remeber our first kiss, our first date. I’m longing to be with him, to hug him again, to kiss him again but I can’t see him properly until January and I want to scream. I miss him so much. Like I’ve never missed a person more in my life. And lemme tell you – for someone who, for the longest time, considerd themselves unlovable, it feels so good to be wanted, craved, cared for in return. So yeah. Being in love is great. I honestly can’t remeber falling in love – there wasn’t really any falling done. All of a sudden I realise that I can’t stand being without him and that I am hopelessly, irreversebly in love. I can’t reccomend it enough.
Yeah idk i just wanted to share the best experience I’ve had this year. Also, hopefully brighten this website up a bit christ on crack some of these confessions are depressing.