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This is the Anniversary of our very, first date!


Two Years Of Bliss (and Piss)


With The Man I Am Going To Marry


Let him come to bed every night to me, and our cat.


I promise to never bore the shit out of you, Davey!


We Are Each Others' Permanent Dates To Parties


David The Great Artist


My Art Is Growing


Davey blew out my asshole and I loved it! We were proud of that moment.


Our home is warm, welcoming and wonderful.


Two years ago, I learned that life could change in an instant and forever, and for the best possible circumstances. The opposite of a tragedy happened to me.


My life crossed Dave's and we were love- stuck from that point on. We just knew.


Before Dave, I wasn't the person I wanted to be at all. He inspires me to be better.


Dave is a real man, and one of the few that I know of, in the entire world. But he is the Best Man in that entire world.


I hope I'm maturing fast enough for him. I want to keep up and stop acting like such a whiner, and baby about stupid things like pimples.


Eat Your Nose and Suck Your Boogers


No, no, let me do it. Hold on a second.


World Peace is real and attainable, in our bedroom, when I crawl into it every night.


Laughing


sneaking into the ball sack


kitty in charge as we sleep


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New Year's 2008 (in the midst of fighting my alcohol/binge drinking disorder)


"I'm so proud of you and I love you."


"More than anything."


I thrive in the role of being Dave's girlfriend.

My identity has never been this respectable!


But I'm going to be the artist that I dream of being someday. I know it, and can see it all.


Fisting In Low Light


The Happiest Two Years Of Our Lives!