You know that saying that goes something like “don’t make someone your priority when they make you just an option”?
Sazz always makes me her priority. And I’m so grateful. She’s so loving and full of worry when I’m not feeling myself. I feel so lucky.
I love my lady
Me and my sister just dressed Sazz up like a girl and now my organs ache from laughter and nothing makes sense anymore
I do love my girlfriend. The way her posture is terrible, the way she chews her cheeks when she’s concentrating, and her tiny little pot belly that she got from being spoiled by me.
I love how she concocts ridiculous plans out of nowhere, living on a whim, waiting for pipe dreams to come true.
She second guesses herself, asks me the meaning of words when she already knows, shows hidden depths and surprises me when I think I know it all.
She is, at times, more fascinating and interesting than I realise.
This has been me gushing.