in 18 days, will and i are celebrating the 2-year mark in our relationship. we only ever fight because i am an idiot. shit has been had for the duration of our relationship, because of our living situations and the fact that i am still in school and we are both poor, but if we can stay strong for this long everything can only get better in the future. i’m lucky not to be in a bullshit relationship with a person who might be abusive or particularly needy and manipulative, and for that i am grateful. i wish everyone could find the happiness, comfort and stability that i’ve had for the last 24 months with will. big sexy licky love to you, hairy man. we’re going to be old and wrinkly and happy in a retirement village together one day and that’s all i can ever ask.