everything before you was juvenile.

we're almost reaching that 3 year mark,

i want to spend every day with you for as long as we can possibly drag it out.

we're terrible for each other and we also have NOTHING in common.

BUT YOURE MY BABBBBBBBY and you make me want to punch you in the face and chop off your manhood every waking moment.

you touch me too much and abuse my boobs all the time

you yell at me like a child for leaving my things all over the house

i yell back and scream and we fuss and we fight, yet..

"sometimes i wonder how it's possible for us to even be together. but at the end of the night and i'm laying in bed with you, i know why."

this is real.