fight off your demons

"If we both turn into a cat, then we can be together… as cats."

— Becky

I had a cookie in my mouth, and Becky almost pulled a Lady and the Tramp on me.
When’s the wedding again?

This is Becky, my favorite person, best friend, future wife.

When she’s around, I feel lighter, happier. Like I can be anything I want. Today we got ice cream cones and went to the playground. We swung on the swings and played on the equipment that wasn’t there when we were in elementary school; we rolled down the hills in the damp grass; we took a hundred pictures even though she refused to smile; we sang loud and laughed often, and I felt the best I have all week. She picked the flower in my hair. I swear that she’s the one. I love you, Becky.

"We were just having a moment, and then you tell me you drank all my water. It’s like I tell you I’m pregnant, and you tell me, ‘oh, I cheated on you, sorry.’"

— Becky’s not mad, I promise.