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26998he brought me a pickle at work.
He took me to Jimmy Johns a while back and I don’t like JJ’s so I just ordered a pickle. He remembered.
I almost cried I was so happy. I love pickles.
This is me hugging him when I get back from London. He’s even wearing a satchel, peacoat and sneakers! And skinny jeans! Minus her hair, it’s totally me, too. (:
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He showed me suckatlife!! So happy to find this…!
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‘How can I ever love anyone but Anatole? Who else cam make the colors of the aurora borealis rise off my skin where he strokes my forearm? Or send needles of ice tinkling blue through my brain when he looks into my eyes? What else but this fever could commute my father’s ghost crying, “Jezebel!” into a curl of blue smoke drifting the honey-colored ache of malaria and guilt from my blood? By Anatole I was shattered and assembled, by way of Anatole I am delivered not out of my life but through it.’
p. 399 The Poisonwood Bible
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Before we were dating, he told me he had a dream about us having a paint fight. (:
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