Awwwh. Just read it.I remeber when we went to starbucks. It was the first time my parents let us alone together. He had his tea, I had my classic mocha. We were talking. Not like a usual dating couple. We were talking about death. I remember that we planned out our funerals. I kept looking at him. He was so cute! I was such a girl whenever I saw him. I couldn't stop smiling! I believe we only had...

So I'm listening to Love In Cold Blood by HIM right now, hence the title of this journal. I honestly don't see the Emotional point in Christmas, cause face it, half the people don't even care. Some people are really into it and go to midnight mass and all that jazz, but most of us get hammered on christmas eve, and then wake up whenever the hell we want to on christmas day, and maybe spend a...