I'm too lazy to list all the tassels i spent many un-lazy hours making, but here is one special tassel in honor of yesterday's red heart fest, a cure for all the sugary sweetness, a badge for your cold, dead heart.
In case you were concerned, everything is fine with Ben. I'm just so unfamiliar with the feeling of being content with my relationship that I don't know how to talk about it, because nothing makes me want to throw up more than hearing about how perfect and amazing and wonderful a relationship is. Not because I don't love love, but because I don't believe anything in life is perfect, and I love things even more the less perfect they get.
