My 586th Journal Entry

Hi, Journal!

The 286th thing I love about my boyfriend is when he makes up his own curse words. Sometimes they're weird names of super-obscure people from stuff he studied in college and all he can remember is something like "Sviatopolk." Other times they really are just totally made-up, like "Pecha!" I was sure that one had to be a real curse word in some other language but Google Translate swears it's not.

One of the funnest things about these words is, you can tell how upset he is by which word he uses. Obviously, it takes something a lot more upsetting to make someone say, "Pecha!" than "Sviatopolk."

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