It's t-minus 12 days until I see her beautiful face.
Which naturally, I'm anxious and trying to perfectly make sure that this whole thing goes without one single bump in the road. Hard to do, but I've come too far and I've put everything I've had in this relationship. Everything.
...But the little voice on my shoulder is warning me to prepare for piss poor planning. I have a feeling that something isn't right or isn't what it seems and its killing me that I can't quite put my finger on it just yet.
Regardless, I'll live to fight another day.
12:53 a.m. - 2011-01-21
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