I have a boyfriend.
A BOYFRIEND.
I never thought I'd say that ever again.
Emily told me that because I was pretty damaged, if I didn't get into a real relationship with someone I liked, I may never.
She's right.
And he is literally perfect.
And I'm happy.
My walls that I've had up are slowly coming down and I'm becoming vulnerable again.
It's an amazing feeling.
His touch, our kiss, it's all very natural.
I'm happy.
I miss him the second he's gone.
And I just to be with him.
It's all so good :)
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