it’s the little things that are special to me.....all kinds of little things. i think i wrote something about this before.....but i guess i feel like doing it again....
things like going for a slurpee or ice cream....making me something that’s just for me or holding the door open....or a flower.
these things that make me feel special and mean something to me.
i know it sounds silly....i know.
i call myself a closet romantic b/c people are often surprised when they find out i’m like that. sometimes it makes me feel silly...sometimes i misinterpret things to mean one thing.... and they don’t....
:)
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