it's your birthday too, yeah

Yesterday she exclaimed, "I recently realize how much I sing. I sing all the time!" I. Love. That.

A text I received: "you got toes. so you won't trip. it's a problem for toe-less people. tripping is."

We bid on lots at auctions together.

Sometimes she wears suspenders and becomes the best boyfriend you could possibly ask for.

Since the adoption thing isn't working out, I'm just going to marry one of her british cousins- then I'll have dual citizenship AND be in her family for real.

We held the Stupidest Conversation of all time yesterday.

I fall asleep wrapped around her arm watching silent films while she strokes my face.

When we dress me, we understand the importance of compromise.

This is long in honor of today being her birthday. Tonight we are going to Dalva to sing and sing and drink and sing. You must come.