shobioismarried

Perfect. If one word could explain it all. I’m so glad they exist, it makes me all warm inside when they tell me “HII” i blush immediately. Thank you for existing. They are amazing. Wonderful. Cute. I love them so much.
P.S. i love you more.
- You know who <3

My girlfriend. MY GIRLFRIEND. THEY ARE MY GIRLFRIEND. HOW. IGMGOOGKGKGOFMGOFM. HOW DID I. THEY. I. AH. PRETTY. HANDSOME. WOW. WOW. I get to have them as my girlfriend. Wow. I am so very in love with them and always will be. So handsome. Shobioismarried is the most perfect, amazing, handsome, stunning, beautiful, jaw dropping, person in the world. This flower boy is BEAUTIFUL. I don’t care what you think. It is true. And if you think differently, I am assuming your eyes got messed up when you were born and now everything you think is the opposite of what it truly is. ANYWAYS. They are stunningly handsome. Such a pretty boy. I can never breathe when I hear, see, or read their texts. I love them. I could write PARAGRAPHS on how much they mean to me, essays on how their eyes are so handsome as the moon glows for they glow just the same, books on how much I want to meet them. And I will. I will. I love them. And their name and mine interlink. They match. They are beautiful, so is their name, so is their eyes, their hair, their smile. Gosh. Their smile. Wow. Wow. Their smile. Their smile. I can’t get enough of it. Everytime I go to my camera roll there is always at least one screenshot of this beautiful person. Giggling, laughing, smiling. Stunning. I want to marry them, my flower boy. I do.

My girlfriend. MY GIRLFRIEND. THEY ARE MY GIRLFRIEND. HOW. IGMGOOGKGKGOFMGOFM. HOW DID I. THEY. I. AH. PRETTY. HANDSOME. WOW. WOW. I get to have them as my girlfriend. Wow. I am so very in love with them and always will be. So handsome. Shobioismarried is the most perfect, amazing, handsome, stunning, beautiful, jaw dropping, person in the world. This flower boy is BEAUTIFUL. I don’t care what you think. It is true. And if you think differently, I am assuming your eyes got messed up when you were born and now everything you think is the opposite of what it truly is. ANYWAYS. They are stunningly handsome. Such a pretty boy. I can never breathe when I hear, see, or read their texts. I love them. I could write PARAGRAPHS on how much they mean to me, essays on how their eyes are so handsome as the moon glows for they glow just the same, books on how much I want to meet them. And I will. I will. I love them. And their name and mine interlink. They match. They are beautiful, so is their name, so is their eyes, their hair, their smile. Gosh. Their smile. Wow. Wow. Their smile. Their smile. I can’t get enough of it. Everytime I go to my camera roll there is always at least one screenshot of this beautiful person. Giggling, laughing, smiling. Stunning. I want to marry them, my flower boy. I do.