Things

He moved all my things before I got up in the morning. Every little thing I had taken so much time to place, he had moved. I had to spend hours getting them back into place. Of course it took hours because he was constantly pestering me the entire time. Granted some of the time it was an okay thing for him to do. We went downstairs, and I must confess I am really not a people person. I have no idea what poessess me to really leave the room, even though Danyael constantly says that it's he that will never leave. I never know what to say around people, I think it comes to being married so young before. That's another thing he refuses to talk about. Josef. He insists that there never was a Josef, and that I should just do the same. Sometimes I wish I could, but that was a part of my life, in fact a very large part of it. The part that made me run to his arms. I'm afraid that ignoring my past will only ensure that I repeat it in the future. I like the teddy bear that he bought me, it's a panda bear with a red ribbon around it's neck. It doesn't have a name yet, I am horrible with figuring out names and it will probably never have one that really suits me. Danyael will probably name it whatever he wishes and I will just call it the Bear or something boring like that. We were almost kicked from the Wal-Greens and I dare say that perhaps needing a snack in the toy aisle of the store at 4 am was perhaps my fault. Not that he stopped me or anything.
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But that bed of stuffed toys was oh-so-comfortable!
And Squishy!
And damnit! I forgot to get that bubble gun! Sigh.
Ah, well.
Back to rearranging the room!
MWAHAHAHA!