Har har, whoever believed that I was getting married really doesn't know me that well.
At my current rate this is as close as I am to getting married.
We will live happily till our days are over, well more like till I turn 100 and he gets vandalized by some punks. But for now we will revel in the "love" we have...
I mean it makes sense in a weird, twisted way. We both like staring at the ocean, long walks at the beach (him hauled on my back of course) and most of all the giant sea shells that you can hear the ocean in if you listen real closely...
Yah, it'll last for sure this time...
Yah, it'll last for sure this time...
