Hello! My name is Epiphany, I'm 17, I'm from North Adams, Massachusetts, and my boyfriend is from Brisbane, Australia.
Here's my story. I once met a boy named Daniel. He liked all of my pictures on Facebook and on Tumblr and on Instagram, and I decided to do some snooping around on who he was and noticed that he was very handsome. It all started with a Facebook message, because while snooping around on his profile, I accidentally tagged myself in one of his pictures and my first message to him was actually to apologize for accidentally tagging him in a picture. I was initially terrified to continue to message him just this past weekend. My friend Cameron sits next to me as I'm talking about this totally handsome boy who completely made me smile and made my day. Cameron, somewhat annoyed with me, says that if I don't message him, I'll never have a chance. I didn't really know what to think, because I didn't picture it leading to this at the time....but we developed. Quickly. What was once minutes talking were hours, hours, hours of us talking about our lives, our stories, how we felt. He's the first person to contact me when I wake up, and the first person to talk to me when he wakes up. He lives in Australia. I just had a feeling about him. Our relationship just grew so deep in such a short matter of time that there wasn't a moment that I wasn't talking to him that I didn't consider him my boyfriend. As our relationship deepened, I immediately stopped looking at other guys. We snapchatted and heard each others's stories about how each others's day went and he always checked on me and made sure that I was okay and if I slept well and if I had nightmares, he made sure to comfort me and vice versa.
I asked him out when it was Valentine's Day in Brisbane, Australia.
The rest is history; and this is the beginning. Today, we Skyped for the first time but it ended due to some emotional issues. However, I can't believe how comforting he is and how he's looking to expand my mind and what I know. He's the sweetest person.
I'm 17, he's 18 going on 19.
Thank you for reading!
Here's my story. I once met a boy named Daniel. He liked all of my pictures on Facebook and on Tumblr and on Instagram, and I decided to do some snooping around on who he was and noticed that he was very handsome. It all started with a Facebook message, because while snooping around on his profile, I accidentally tagged myself in one of his pictures and my first message to him was actually to apologize for accidentally tagging him in a picture. I was initially terrified to continue to message him just this past weekend. My friend Cameron sits next to me as I'm talking about this totally handsome boy who completely made me smile and made my day. Cameron, somewhat annoyed with me, says that if I don't message him, I'll never have a chance. I didn't really know what to think, because I didn't picture it leading to this at the time....but we developed. Quickly. What was once minutes talking were hours, hours, hours of us talking about our lives, our stories, how we felt. He's the first person to contact me when I wake up, and the first person to talk to me when he wakes up. He lives in Australia. I just had a feeling about him. Our relationship just grew so deep in such a short matter of time that there wasn't a moment that I wasn't talking to him that I didn't consider him my boyfriend. As our relationship deepened, I immediately stopped looking at other guys. We snapchatted and heard each others's stories about how each others's day went and he always checked on me and made sure that I was okay and if I slept well and if I had nightmares, he made sure to comfort me and vice versa.
I asked him out when it was Valentine's Day in Brisbane, Australia.
The rest is history; and this is the beginning. Today, we Skyped for the first time but it ended due to some emotional issues. However, I can't believe how comforting he is and how he's looking to expand my mind and what I know. He's the sweetest person.
I'm 17, he's 18 going on 19.
Thank you for reading!
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