I wanna write about my lovely boyfriend because he deserves everyone
who will happen to read this to know how wonderful he is. He is the best
person that came to my life and his presence gave light to it during a
very difficult time for me. It was a perfect timing.
I
was very stubborn at first and rejected opening up to him at all. But he
was stubborn too. He spent his time talking to me, trying to show me
that he was worth to be trusted, trying to know me, trying to console me
when i was sad, trying to understand me, asking me questions, giving me
attention, teaching me new things(even about my own feelings),
basically showing his interest and not giving up on me.
When i saw him on facebook i thought he was cute, and then this stranger was turning out to be nice as well.
My
blumblinji is also smart as fuck. The stuff i learned from him, i would
have never learned them from all the people i have ever met combined.
He knows about music, psychology, science, maths, basically every
fucking field. Even the very interesting or important stuff i learned on
the turkish language, i learned them all from him (Even though my
blumblinji claims he can't teach a language and crap like that..)
I
love him so much. Even when he talks about poop all the time. (He even
compared our love to the act of pooping, because pooping is relaxing
him, and our love is relaxing him too.You people have no idea about what
i'm dealing with!!!)
So yeah. I want a future with the
poop-master. I want him to play songs for me, have the work he loves,
and then come to ME for hug-hug time. And stuff-stuff time. And i want
us to just go outside and walk around and talk about pink snowmen with
olive eyes and small Metinian dicks.
I love you my baby <3333333333333333333333333
P.S: i wrote all this for the painter number two!!!
P.S 2: We' ll name our goldfish Flushy because when it dies we re gonna flush it down the toilet
