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Wow.
So here we are, after all this. After the months of “I like you a lot… but we’re friends. I don’t want to be your boyfriend. I don’t think I’ll ever want to be.” it finally comes down to last night. In my car. After the movie. You nearly in tears, looking into my eyes… I ask “what’s wrong?” and your reply?
“I love you. I want to be your boyfriend, so badly. I’ve wanted to tell you for so long now…”
I love you, too. I always have.
Adam is the most amazing guy on the planet. I have always been head over heels for him, and finally… happiness. This is the stuff dreams are made of. =)
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If you’re the luckiest guy, I’m the luckiest girl.
Thanks, baby. You make me feel special.
I hear you.
Loud and clear.
If you’re on AIM, we can IM ad gush at each other. (I try to keep it under control for the most part.)
And I’m happy for you.
Isn’t Life just wonderful?
To put it mildly. It’s weird… nowadays, I find myself waking up with a smile more than anything.
I love life. 
Imagine my b/f and I…
After months of me pretending to myself that I liked somebody else and him pretending that he’d never go out with me, just stay friends…
We, erm, ended up in an interesting situation. In a hotel room.
And that’s how it started. And that was almost a year ago, and we’re considering moving in together next summer.
Awww, spooje, we love you!
But… but… Ginger, you’re not male, OR named Adam! I’m confused…
Oh, what the hey. Congrats to whoever’s happy!
Its my party and i’ll cry if I want to