Just talked Joe into watching Welcome to the Dollhouse… Jokes on him :)

Cheetos Puffs, The Innkeepers, and Joseph. We are painfully nocturnal.

I’ve no idea what I would do if I didn’t have Joseph. I’m so fucking lucky, goddamn…

Eating food, watching American Psycho (how romantic), and being ultra-comfortable and content in bed with my babe. Times like these make me feel very lucky and grateful. lovelovelove.

Joe is looking at me oddly in bed, and goes, “Are you wearing makeup (I’m not)? Do you always look this pretty when you wake up?” And HE DOESN’T EVEN WANT ANYTHING!

What a keeper…

It gives me some kind of intense personal satisfaction knowing that I am a lot better than my boyfriend at Super Mario World. He’s embarrassingly out of practice.

Don’t cry when you read this, fool.

It’s been (basically) a year and I still can’t get enough of him. Man, oh man.

I’m FINALLY getting Joseph to watch Bridesmaids with me! After months of him denying me! This movie seriously is so, so hilarious.

there’s nothing better than turning around and seeing you asleep in my bed.

If wearing Joseph’s deodorant to bed is wrong, I don’t want to be right. I wish he could be here right now, so it’s nice to smell him and pretend he’s around. No shame.