Port Oconner is really nice. It's so hot, though. You cannot imagine how hard we worked the past two days. On the way there, we had as best of physical relations we could, which is not to say much since he was driving... but it was hella good either way. And on the way back, we talked about the universe expanding, and soon imploding, religion, the way people think, how easily humans are led to believe things, and getting him out of here so he can make the best of his intellectual mind.
When we were there, we were so close on that bed that he stared into my eyes for at least 20 minutes solid, smiling. He doesn't look anyone in the eyes for longer than 5 seconds, but probably even less than that. He said "I'm so glad you are with me" blinked, and then looked at me again and said "I love you." If I hadn't been so insanely sunburnt I probably would have understood how seriously he meant that then, but I realize it now.
I love him so much, I can't even begin to explain to you, or anyone, not even my mom, and especially not him. I try, but actions speak louder than words anyway. I know that for absolute sure. But I'm also forgetting to keep my expectations lower of people. He does such wonderful stuff that I forget and take them for grantid a lot... but I get off my high horse sooner or later. I love being surprised by the nice stuff he does. He told me that he loves how I remember things he says and use them later to make him happy. I told him that's how I am when someone is nice to me, too.
When we got back to his wonderful room, he kept calling his bed 'our bed', and he hugged me and said "i have so much fun with you" i smiled and said good! and he said "but not only in bed" we both laughed and he said "then we'd be just like cece and mikey, ignoring problems in real life" and i was like "exactly like how you beat the shit out of me" lowl but that was just funny at the time. It makes me sad now, because I still haven't heard from cece. I told him about it. He just always says there is nothing I can do anyway because she insists on living that way with that horrible guy...

I was on the phone with my mom earlier... and he called like 4 times. So I called him back and he had nothing important to talk about. He said they've had one table so far at the reef and there are only two other people there; Sonya and Holly. Holly is this horribly fake looking girl who Jonathan's dad affectionately calls Hollywood. Sonya is this crazy woman who lives in a party house of the guy who owes Jonathan 80$. He told me that she told him that she can tell that we love eachother. I said "awhhh!" and he said "that's what i said too". I think that's all he wanted to tell me when he called. :] I'm so happy I feel bubbly still, and I'm still alone in this room! I'm going to make food, and then clean up so it looks nice in here when he comes home. That is really all we need now... is our own home. But that's definitely going to happen very soon. And then I'll help him get a job that does not insult his talent and intelligence. He doesn't deserve that bullshit anymore.
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