I know these lameass dear future boyfriend letters are retarded. Well, oh well.. maybe you’ll see these or not. Either way,  I hope one day.. when it’s a rainy day, or both our cars are out of gas. We have a day where we stay in, watch tv.. scary movies all night long. Cuddle. Throw food at each other, eat it off, joke about it. Just simple, and relaxing chill night with you. No stress, no fancy dinners, no reason to impress. Just you, me, simple tv, and Dr.Pepper. Even , if what we’d be doing would seem like a boring ass time, but with you.. my heart flutters. The best time would be with just you. No makeup, no tight clothing, me in what I feel comfortable in. & Still, you look at me smiling. That’s all.