Two years. TWO YEARS.
Two years of marriage to a great guy, who is capable of puting up with my and my screaming fits, and my unfortunate habit of losing track of my brain-to-mouth filter when I'm pissed.
I can't believe I found someone as understanding as him. I'm not the best person, and I'm not very nice. There's a whole goddamned LIST of things that, if you heard them, you'd understand. But I don't talk about it.
I am so comfortable around him. I love him so much, even if I don't like him very much sometimes. Because we're young, we are bound to have a crap-load more problems than an older couple. BUT I DON'T FUCKING CARE.
i love him, and he's frickin' hot, so....
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY DAITON! :Dsigned,