I am so freaking in love. I really never thought this would happen to me and I know I don’t deserve it, I mean, what do I have to offer a girl like Hope? But whenever I’m around her I’m just so happy and everything feels right and she doesn’t judge me for the fact that my dad is literally a sentient mud pit. I’d say we were meant to be, like Leia and Han, although I’m nowhere near as cool as him and Hope is way way way prettier.
I’ve been lost over her since we danced that night years ago and I learned how to make her favorite milkshakes and I love her voice and the smell of her hair and her cute smile and how freaking kickass she is and I even love that she tried to kill me when I took the knife.
I have dreams about her sometimes that I really shouldn’t talk about in public because her dad will probably kill me but if she looks half as good without clothes on as she does in my dreams then...WOW.
...help me.
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