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Beard (I MEAN HIS FACIAL HAIR IM NOT CALLING ELEANOR A BEARD OMG)

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Bad, Birthday, and Candy: One day, he's going to know. He'll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parent's names. He'll know how old you were when you learnt to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He'll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birthmarks. Hell know your favorite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He's going to know why you're awake at sam most nights, where you were when you realized you'd lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He's going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He's going to know about your fist heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your roblems with your parents. He'll know your strengths, weaknesses aziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He's going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you knowe way through, and your fear of growing older He'l know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like t's his favourite song The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He's going to know that you've already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He's going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you eave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organize our DVD's alphabetically, and check your horoscope... just incasc. He'll ow your MeDonald's order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He's going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you're cryi without shedding tears. He's going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening from watching. He's going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you Worth a read πŸ’

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