We were having our usual time of our lives. We bring the happiest out of each other, that I have to agree. Heck, we were having fun looking at fucking shavers wtf. Haha. And then he had to ask his suicidal question...... "So how's school?"


I gave him the death stare, like I do to everyone. I flared up and raised my voice like I'm accustomed to doing when I'm asked, how's fucking school.


Amazing as he is, he managed to squirm the truth out of me. Nobody knows the true terrifying extent but I simply laid out all my heart and soul for him to see. I was shocked myself. It's nice to finally have someone genuinely care for you.


And to listen to me bare my soul is one thing, but actually understanding and helping me feel better is beyond what anyone has done for me. Because until today, "feeling better" seemed like an impossibility.


But trust me, there's so much more in me. I keep fucking a lot to myself and there's still secrets that I've never told anyone (not a single person has received the privilege yet), hilarious stories that are too fucking embarrassing to tell haha and the random things that I wonder about the world. There are many things I keep to myself because I have a serious supermassive trust issue.


That's why I always pick Dare. (:


Tonight was a huge step and I can't think of anyone better than to have it with you. (Is it me or did I actually make it sound like we're having a baby lol zzzzzzzzzz) I sincerely love you and am so happy to have you in my life.


But you're still a horrid nail painter. Hehhhh.


Ciao-


Thank you.
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