Honeymoon Stage

I feel like I'm going through it all over again, something I always thought was seriously impossible the THIRD time around. Can this be like the first month for the rest of our lives? I've never known what I wanted for damn sure, until now. & there's only going to be one of you. I'm like spewing with venomous grossness and cuteness for thee. I hate you. However, I'm still going to fuck with your mind like you wouldn't believe. I promise I won't leave you if you don't turn psycho again and show up sitting on my driveway in the morning when I'm in crazy bitch mode. And you of all people should know how I am in the mornings. Someone put a bag over my head and gag me. Thuong qua anh oi!