Sometimes, at night I like to think what my future significant other is doing. And what I would do to keep them happy.
I come up with dumb things. I always think of how I’m going to spoil them with food, hugs and kisses. Buying them our first year anniversary gift, christmas and all those other holidays. Then I think what if he doesn’t celebrate Christmas? What if he’s jewish? Or, a Jehovah’s witness? I think of still giving him the gift. I love thinking of dumb things like that when I should be in bed. I can’t handle it tho. I think of the fights we’ll have and how it should go down. I’m crazy, I know. But bare with me. I think of how i’ll bite my tongue . If he wants to be right, he can be right. Then i’ll make cookies.
I think of the hugs. If he’ll be tall, if he’ll be husky or thin. If he does sports. Or sings or play’s any instrument. If he loves technology and books as much as me. Just i don’t know. I guess I should go to bed.
that’s how i’m feelin nigga. & I don’t even know what day it is.
I think about kicking your stupid ass all the fucking time.
No big deal tho.
I love you. So fucking much. You don’t understand. and I don’t know if I’ve met you already or seen you but either way, i’m excited to finally get our ball rolling. I’m pretty sure I won’t care what you look like as long as you love me. It may sound creepy but when we get married, I promise to show you this letter . I appreciate you more now than I ever will. You keep me alive. Because I know, that you’re out there thinking of me, saying “I wonder what my future wife is doing right now…” and this is what the fuck I’m doing. I’m writing my first love letter, and it’s to you. I hope you know I have a wedding scrapbook because i’m a little creepy. You make me have faith, you make me love, you are making me, me. When I feel sad, I think of the things you might be doing and always come to the conclusion that you’re wanking. Not because you are, but because i’m a sick child and the thought of you wanking makes me laugh. But anyway, when I meet you for the first time (again maybe!) I’ll make sure to make you just as happy as you’ll make me. Also, JUST SO YOU FUCKING KNOW, I AM STILL A VIRGIN AS OF 4-13-12, 12:32 AM I declare to save myself for you, motherfucker. Because we are going to have some deep, sensual, lovely, beautiful sexy times. and i want you to be my first. ._. yeah i went there, bitch. BE PROUD YO WOMAN AIN’T A LEFTY LOOSE-Y. aye. I hope you’re not smart all the time, i need a laugh every once in a while. Because humor is sexy and i’ll blow you. yes. blow. you. HAHAHA. okay. stop. Think about it. Maybe I’ll meet you at school, or at work or at Starbucks. I don’t know. maybe you’re famous and I just don’t know it. But either way, I just wanted to say thank you. In advanced. For loving me, and thinking about me and making the crazy decision to marry a crazy girl like me. You’re so fucking beautiful. I know it. and you have/had braces. I JUST FEEL IT IN MY OVARIES. You know I got the hiccups and writing this letter helped me realize how fucking amazing we are going to be. Anyways, Yeah. I should go to bed. But I love you, whoever the fuck you are, and wherever the fuck you are, just know I’ll be waiting ‘cause it’s about to be a motherfucking game. LOL.
Lawd seriously, I hope your british, so we can have sexy times in the UK too ! Anyways, lots of love,
Your future wife.xx
