:+:Walking Through Death:+: (i_blamemyself) wrote in sweetboyfriends,
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Hi kids!

Your name & age: Ali, 17
Your boyfriends name & age: Sam, 23
How long have you been together?: 3 1/2 months
Share a sweet story with us: Me and Sam hung out for awhile before we stared dating. But one thing I didn't tell him (he found out that night) is that I'm severely bipolar. I had a horrible moodswing one night, and wanted to just end myself. I had really bad feelings for Sam, and figured I'd call him, tell him and say my goodbyes. By this time it's about 3 in the morning, and I call him. So I say "Sam, I'm sorry, ;insert nice way of telling someone you are going to kill yourself (i don't remember exactly what I said); Just always know I care about you. He all of a sudden goes "Ali . . . I really care about you too. And if you do this, Something huge is going to be missing from my life forever. If you are going to do this, know you are taking someone with you. If you choose not to, do it for me, if not for yourself." I fell in love with him instantly. We're inseperable, we're clingy, we're publically affectionate to a severe degree, and we're perfect together. Almost.
What's your song? We have a few. Alkaline Trio - You've got so far to go, Brand New - Ok, I beleive you, but my tommy gun dont, Alkaline trio - Nose Over Tail, and that's all I can think of.
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(My emo kid.)
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(he took this while I was trying to tell him something.)
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(Yay for kisses!)
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(Cuddles. I look angry.)
Any other information you'd like to add: We share a birthday. June 10th. Yes, I know he's 6 years older than me. I'm madly in love with him. I want to have his children, be his wife, cook him dinner, fold his underwear, and take care of him when he's sick. I wanna see him ony have a smile on his face, I wanna cheer him on at everything he wants to do. I never wanna let him go, and we've got this thing with being very grabby in public. We work perfectly together. He's not just the love of my life, but he's my best friend, too. If I lose him, I'm gone too. He helps me when I'm happy, sad, angry, frustrated, depressed. He dyes my hair and makes sure I've always got cigarettes (we both smoke.) he can make every bad thing about life go away in the blink of an eye. And I can't wait to wake up next to him every single day. Life with him will be the best time ever. Can you tell I'm happy?

(right now he's on a buisness trip in new york city. I told him for something fun to do he should eat breakfast at tiffany's, get a ring engraved that came out of a crackerjack box, and to find a stray cat and never name it. He says he won't do it unless I'm there with him to. I miss him so much. ♥)
(Oh, and if you haven't seen Breakfast At Tiffany's, you don't understand the refernces up there. it's my favorite movie. GO WATCH IT NOW!)
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