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Wednesday, October 1, 2008 12:05 AM
.:All You Need Is Love:.

I knew I could count on Taylor tonight. She came straight over after she got off work. It's so strange that she did that, too. Normally she goes home after work to take a shower and change clothes. I haven't talked to her all day either, so she didn't know what was wrong with me. It was like she somehow knew. She even said, "for some reason I just felt like I should come straight to your house." I guess thats how in-tune we are with each other.

I was (and still am, sort of) a drunken, sloppy mess when she got here, lying in my underwear on the couch, crying and watching an episode of Sex in the City I had recorded the other day, holding an empty 5th of Grey Goose tightly in my arms against my chest. At first she just laughed, not knowing what to make of it, then she saw that I was crying and started asking me what was wrong. I told her about everything, even my "date" with Kayla. As I expected, she didn't care at all since it wasn't even a date, just two friends going out. Kayla's a great girl, but I love Taylor.

Yes, I love her. I told her for the first time tonight. She started crying when I said it, and told me she loves me too. I'm such a typical girl when it comes to saying and receiving "I love you's." I don't just hand them out. I only ever say it when I absolutely mean it. And I do mean it. The thing about this "I love you" is I will always remember that moment. I'll remember Taylor kneeling on the floor in front of me while I lie on the couch, her holding my hand in hers with her other hand stroking my hair, her head tilted to the side with a frown on her face and her big blue eyes wide with sympathy for me. I'll remember how her eyes grew even wider when I said it, then tears starting to roll out of them. And I'll remember her whispering, "I love you, too, Sarah. So much." It was the best moment of my life.

I can't even describe how happy she makes me. She didn't even have to say anything about the situation with my mom to make me feel better about it. Just having her hold me said it all. I don't need my mom or dad anymore. I'm a grown, independent woman. If I have Taylor in my life, and she loves me as much as I do her, that's all I'll ever need. We decided that since Taylor has the day off tomorrow, I will use one of my sick days and we will spend the entire day together. It's going to be the best day ever.

Also, I am going to get my labret pierced! I might get another tattoo too. I've wanted another tattoo and piercing for so long. I already have practically every possible place on my body pierced (eyebrow, ears x 6, nose, nipples, belly button, and vagina x 2), but I still need a few more, me thinks. As for a tattoo, I have no idea what I'll get done. Probably something big on my thigh or ankle/calf, like a koi fish, dragon, or phoenix. Something in traditional Japanese would be awesome.

I'll tell you all about everything that happens, and if I get the work done, I'll post pictures.

Goodnight, my loves.

<3 Sarah <3
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2 french kisses:.