I'm sorry. It has to be this way. I hope you understand.

What is he? He's like a puppy. He really means well and is so happy and he wants the best. I don't know.

I need a tape recorder. The ones where you have to flip over the tape when it runs out of space. Mixed tapes. My ex boyfriend once made me a mixed tape. Perhaps I read a little too much into it or maybe I didn't appreciate it enough. Either way, it's a dying art.

That would be weird. To be kissed on the forehead by your father. Hugging parents, hand holding on the street, kissing on the forehead or cheek, anything like that. It's like disturbing when it happens. I guess that's where my lack of touchy feely business comes from. I can't imagine that happening. Maybe when I'm going off for a long period of time, I'll get a hug, but other than that it's pretty awkward.

People should have to kiss their mothers cheek. Still would be weird. I never kissed my mother on the cheek. I respect my mother and I love her therefore I would never call my mother by her first name, but it would still be weird to kiss her on the cheek.

I don't speak of death either. And that's all I'm going to say about that.

Back to kissing. Kissing family on the cheek isn't for me at all. However, you gotta kiss babies. After all, they are so freakin' cute. Be good. Be safe.

Douche baggery is not acceptable. I don't play around. Mistakes are made and somethings are can't be prevented. When necessary, I will lay down the righteous hammer of justice.

The best I can do is an arm linkage. That's it.

Where would we be if we didn't get an affectionate touch or whatever? Starved! I could be okay with an awesome hug though. The kind where you're completely enveloped in someones arms and everything is so safe and okay.

"I love you." Very hard to say in the beginning, but I can't stop saying it when I start. "I love you I love you I love you."