At least I have my cool pens.

{Undated.}

A lot has happened between Emily and I. It’s all in here somewhere. Almost a chart.

I do know that I care for Emily on a deeper level than anyone I have ever cared for. It is a desire that I cannot explain. I want to talk to her when she and I are at home. I want to hold her whenever I sit near, I want to hug her whenever she feels like shit, or even a little down. She is beautiful to me.

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