These are the results of my deepest thoughts caused by many of my more heartfelt moments. Pictures can say a million words, as they speak to our hearts with sympathy for all of our emotional wounds. And over time, they heal because of the releif of letting our thoughts and opinions run free, secretly whispering to the world, "I am real, and I mean something to someone. Open your eyes." I am Lana Rich. And these are the thoughts and opinions of a torchered, yet loving, heart.

 

I love you, Joel. No other man could ever make me feel the way that you do. I love the way you smile, and I love it when you laugh. I love all of your cute quirks, and I love it when you’re not afraid to be yourself, even when you’re goofy because I love it when you act like a total dork, because it means I can too(: I like it when you tell me all of your insecurities, cause I can at least try to make them go away. And I like it when you scratch my back, even though I can sometimes tell that you don’t want to. I love love love that you do little sweet things for me, because they make me feel loved and cared for. I love how cute you are when you give me eskimo kisses! And I love the way you play footsies with me, even though my feet are cold. I love how we cuddle, because then I really feel close. I just wanted to let you know that I appreciate all of those things, and baby, I love you♥

Lana<3