mamamazzie:

“Cutie outside with an application”

And that’s how our story started.

The first guy to ever notice my hidden dimples. The one who lost my phone, literally made me cry and brought me to church to make me feel better. The one who’s down to go to IKEA just to be cuter than Summer and Tom from their 500 Days of Summer scene. When watching romantic movies, the one to cry first. The only guy who’s actually down to jump a chick with me. The one who wanted to once kidnap a cute, little boy from Pizza My Heart along with me to make him “ours”. To put an end to everyone’s questions, this young, handsome fella right here has been the one to help me get back on my feet for the past few months. Not only I was learning on how to live life without depending on anyone, he was learning from me as well. We were technically and are on the same position. Literally, anytime, anywhere. Always thinking, saying, doing the same stuff 24/7, it drives us crazy that sometimes it leads to thinking that we may be related, which once was brought up. Luckily, we’re not. I like him not being related to me. It gives me the privilege to imagine what would it be like when we live together in the future. To know that it’s crazy enough to have he and I together, I can’t wait to find out what would it be like to have Star Wars posters all over our condo and to have him make me chocolate chip waffles by the time I wake up. He knows I love breakfast in bed! This is Michael-June, btw. He’s one of my bestest friends who knows what and how to tick me off on the daily. Do you have a Michael-June in your life?