Two Years: Qiannie Pie and I

It's been two years. I must say that at certain times during this two year period I didn't think we'd make it this far....but we have. We've persevered we've weathered (and continue to weather) each others constant presence. We've dealt with each others faults and triumphs and we've been supportive of each other no matter what.

I knew she was the one when she cooked me dinner and made my plate even though she was upset with me. That's love right there. If that was me her ass would have STARVED! Just kidding. One thing we're good at is always making sure that we eat.

She has only changed my life for the better. Without her I don't know where I'd be right now. I don't even want to think about it. She moved in with me despite her doubts to help me out with rent so I wouldn't have to move back home to Seattle. I'm at a good place in my life right now and she's the biggest reason why. I work full-time and go to school full-time and what keeps me strong is her by my side. Telling me that it's going to pay off one day. We're going to possess everything we desire materialistically, physically, and mentally.We're going to be able to travel the globe and live in Hong Kong, Rio De Janiero, Paris, Cape Town, or wherever we choose. We can have that loft back home in Downtown Seattle. Obviously I'm not where I want to be (financially mostly) but wherever it is I end up I hope it's with her. The love of my life. No one is as hard on me or as comforting as she is. No one wants what's best for me but can bring out the worst in me like she can. She is everything I could ever hope for....she can cook! Oh how important that is. I'm so glad she can cook (seems to be going extinct in women these days). We eat out a whole lot but when it's time to throw down in the kitchen she rarely disappoints. Although I can recall a few mishaps. Ahaha.

I love to cook for her. It's so satisfying to make her a meal. It's satisfying to surprise her with Yogurtland, a "Green Machine" Superfood Naked, or a blueberry scone. Her smile just makes me want to do things for her. I love coming home from the Graveyard shift and she's knocked out in some crazy position, brushing her hair back, kissing her on her forehead or lips, and watching her give a little smirk of satisfaction. She's willing to experiment with all the crazy foods I want to try. She wants to travel the globe with me. She's willing to let me pay for the tattoos that will scar her beautiful canvas. She's willing to stand in line and buy me 200 dollar shoes at 7 o'clock in the morning. She does it because she loves me and doesn't expect anything in return.

She teaches me so much about fashion. I know so much shit that I shouldn't know about fashion it's ridiculous. She walks around the house wearing my boxers that she has to roll down a couple times because they're way too big. Just to connect with me. She buys me clothes and she gives me lunch money when I'm broke. She helps me out with my bills and money. I appreciate that babes. One day babes you won't have to spend a dime. I appreciate her so much. I can't even and don't even want to imagine my life without her.

Even if things don't workout between us (they sure as hell better, Qiannie Pie) I hope she'll always be there. She'll remain my best friend and one of the most important people in my life.

She's willing to put up with all the fucking up I do. I fuck up a whole lot. I fuck up Valentine's Days, Birthday's, and Anniversaries. I say and do a lot of shit that she doesn't deserve and she's always there. She loves me and I know that no one will ever love me as much as she does and I'll never love anyone as much as I do her. She's my confidant, my lover, my worst enemy, and my best friend. I'm glad you chose me boo bear. Happy Two Year Anniversary Babes! I LOVE YOU!!!

We have plenty more Anniversaries ahead babes. I can't wait.