I was smoking last night on my porch, and my smoke cloud looked like a Patronus. I’m not sure what animal it was but… it kinda looked like Jiggly Puff. 

I’m such a nerd. 

I am in love for the first time and its beautiful. I’ve never felt this much for one person my entire life and it’s so unfamiliar to me that I don’t know how to be sometimes. No guy has ever cared about me this much and I feel like it’s too good to be true. It’s gotten to the point where sometimes I feel like someone is playing a cruel joke on me to prove that no one could ever feel this way about me but… this is real. I want to just cry sometimes because I’m so happy with him. 

Although I’m enjoying every second of this, I know that everything comes to an end at some point. I’d hate to think that this would be any time soon but it will at some point. I shouldn’t be thinking this way at all because I’m gonna end up jinxing myself.  

The point is that, I think too much about everything and mixing that with love and relationships is leaving me in a strange state.

I bet none of that made sense but I don’t give a shit because who really reads this anyway?

I love you Joshua Jean.