i want to say that i love dear very much. not cause i did something wrong and i'm feeling guilty about it or cause he did something very sweet for me today making me feel oh-so-loved. the point is, i love dear very much. and everyone's hair can stand till the hair actually unroots from the skin and scalp. i just love dear very much!

a snapshot from when we were 18. *lol* don't kill me dear.