The thing is…

I talk funny, I give everyone’s voice the same sound. I run funny, I think I try too hard to not look funny now, and that makes me look funnier. I kind of waddle when I walk, i’m so concerned with slipping at every step that I sorta give up on looking cool. I’m apparently a bad driver, two accidents and I keep the gas at the last quarter of the tank. But you know, I’ve got something that makes me luckier than most people. I’ve got something that makes me really happy and a better person. That is Reed Murray. He makes the good days perfect, and the bad days better. He’s taught me how to let things go, and let people be who they are. He’s taught me what a good, healthy relationship is. He’s taught me how to love without holding anything back, and for that I am the luckiest, most fortunate person I know. And all y’all bitches can hate on that and make fun of it, but he’s what makes me happy and what makes me feel special, and lately it seems as though everyone wants to pick on me. But it’s okay, cause I got Reed, and I know that’s more than what most people can say.

I love you Reed, and I just wanna float away on our lily pad.