Ugh, I wish we got more pictures of ourselves. I miss him so much. So fucking much. I had a dream the other day about him. It felt so good during it. In the dream he came back to life, and I was so happy. It was like we were back together again. Everything was like it was before. It was so weird because he came back to life like a little over two weeks later after he passed away. And it wasn't like he was a zombie! It was actually him, the same exact person he was.
Sigh. Then I woke up and the dream was over. I wish he came back to life.
I wonder if he hadn't passed away, if we would've gotten married, and have our house like we said we would. I wonder how long we would still be together or if we would've ended our relationship. No, there's no fucking way. If we got tired of each other, we would find a way to make our relationship work. And I know we would be married living in our house with our pets. Damn fucking straight.
I suppose everything happens for a reason.
TICKLE! aghhhhh... Adam... I want to tickle you so bad!
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