...because there is not better way to wake up in the morning than coming out of the shower and seeing what you can see in the photo. which is not my face, but a beautiful little detail on a post-it note, left a couple of hours earlier by m.
do not judge us, especially if you know us.
i'm so happy.
(it helps that term is officially over and i have no lectures for five weeks! wow)
by the way, the ball was fantastic despite me having to have a half hour nap half way through it... i did dance until 4 o'clock in the morning so i can't complain. :)
mood swings are as bad as ever, but when i'm up nothing could bring me down... it's weird how i understand myself less and less as time goes on. does it even matter, when someone can care about me so much? even when i don't understand how it's happened and why...