a lot of the time i find myself speaking things that i haven't even recognized in my brain. it's as if my thoughts and epiphanies come through my words, not my thoughts. today i said "you don't get to choose who you fall in love with, mom." and i never really thought about that before. we don't get to decide who we fall for and we don't get to pick the ones we love, but once we do, there is no end to it.
i love a boy who is perfect to me. absolutely perfect.
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