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10 Things I Know to be True

I know that I will never marry Jimmy Fallon or Donald Glover or Joseph Gordon-Levitt.

I know that despite the myths, Brussels sprouts taste awesome.

I know that one too many tequila shots will automatically turn you into a philosopher.

I know that the sun sets in the East and rises in the West (or is it the other way around?)

I know that I am most happiest when I'm surrounded by amazing friends in the unseasonably warm March sun and a banjo is playing.

I know that a smile straightens everything out.

I know that although you can't forget the past, you can't let it dictate your future.

I know that having *** for the first time is weird, and so is ****

I know that my hair is golden, my eyes are blue and I will never be stick-thin as hard as I try.

I know that there are 24 hours in a day, 7 days in a week and 12 months in a year. But it never seems to be enough time to figure out who you are.

I know that people come and go but those that love and care for you will stay glued next to you no matter what.

I know that as much as it hurts, you will get over love.

I know that I will never have the courage to rap publicly.

I know that Kim Kardashian's *** is most likely not real.

I know that travel truly broadens the mind.

I know that I'm insecure and over analytical and anxious and easily frustrated.

But I know that I'm also passionate and determined and a hopeless romantic and a picky eater and a restless sleeper.

And above all:

I know that when I look at you I see past your eyes.

I know that when you're around I smile wider and laugh louder and flip my hair more often.

I know I dress nicer to remind you how beautiful you think I am.

I know that I forget to inhale and that the butterfly on my shoulder has to fly up to my ear and remind me to breathe.

I know that I care about you more than anyone.

I know that I let you into every pore of my body, every opening: my heart, my head, my...

I know that I am willing to jump in with my whole body and risk being drenched in water for you.

I know that I can make you as happy as you make me

But I know that you're scared and vulnerable and hurt

But if I'm sure of anything (and mind you, I'm not sure of much)

I know that I will hurt and be afraid and breathe with you to make you love me.

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