I just wrote this huge fucking spiel on this and it didn’t even fucking post.
I don’t know what kind of person I want to be.
Sometimes I want to be the strong female activist who dresses like Rosie the Riveter
Sometimes I want to be the girl in sundresses with fresh flowers on the kitchen table.
Sometimes I want to be a dirty hippie in flowing clothing
Sometimes I want to buy an old saloon in Victor and fix it up.
All of this is written on this picture specifically because I hung out with Scott today. I saw him every day this weekend. And it wasn’t even me making all of the plans. He actually put forth a lot of the effort. Any way, what I really wanted to say was that with Scott there is no sexual tension but a deep emotional bond that is constantly growing and could one day turn into romantic love. But I’m not holding my breath. Above all, I want to stay at least friends with Scott forever. I care so deeply about this man and I love spending hours on end with him. Hiking, drinking coffee, drinking beer, watching movies, eating nachos, driving silently in his car. Every moment with this man is beautiful and I never want it to end. Like I said, there is no sexual tension between Scott and I and it’s nice. Just loving the company of the opposite sex for reasons that aren’t sexual and yet so very emotional.
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