At all. Like.. At all. But I'm gonna be here as long as you want me. As long as you need me. Because it takes a lot for people to really mean something to me. And I mean a LOT. So me saying that I "love" something is actually a big deal. Even if it's just like
"I love those shoes."
"I love my job."
"I love dogs." < this is kind of a lie I hate little dogs I want a medium sized one. But that's not the point.
God I'm just really happy with the way things are going. Work. The friends im making. Honestly, the attention. The boy. Little Women. The fact Im getting way less insecure.
Take that Depression, you bitch.
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