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Sunday, July 03, 2016
I love you
C tells me he loves me more than once a day. It's usually followed by tackling. Sometimes he says I love you so bad, and sometimes he says he loves me more than I love him. Impossible. H used to say I luf you a lot, but now I have to remind myself to say it to him out loud. I love him so much I forget he can't read my mind.