Dis be my roommate/soulsister/wife Becky! We is gettin ready to move and she is handlin all the bullshit so she deserve some LOVE. I've known this bitch for a LONG time...since I was 19! That's almost 11 yirs, for those of y'all that don't know I'm bout to be dirty thirty in August (7th). She'd laugh at me for pluggin my own birfday in a blog dat's sposed to be about HER. Well it is about her, so let me just tell ya. Dis bitch is my wife and she's feckin HOT. I don't eat her out and she don't eat me out, cuz we ain't lezzies, but we definitely IS life partners! How many tears have I cried in the arms of this dear friend o'mine? At least a million. "You just go ahead and cry, gurl," she murmurs sweetly as she rub-rub pats my back like a great mom should. I sob and moan as her Cancerian waters wash over me like a healing elixir. Then there's them times when we just can't help but laugh..at ourselves, at the world, in the face of depsperation...yeah I said DEPSPERASHUNS...We conquered a college campus, We traveled Europe together and took it by storm. Ran out on a rail from Cinque Terre, Italy, smellin spicy dip on the breath of a pimply train conductor, shamelessly fuckin in da bed next to her (um..yeah..that was me), flipping out on mushrooms in Amsterdam (that was her). Oh! I'd do it all again!!!
Now we live together in the best city in the whole wide world! No we ain't nobody's wives but OH WE LOVE OUR LIVES! AND ALL DAT JIZZ! Did I mention that we're musical theater faggots??
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