Guess who we saw today at Cold Storage while shopping for dinner?

The fucking Lizard. I'm surprised he isn't dead yet.

But no matter, because I no longer give a shit about him. I'm totally healed and happy now.

Staring at Daryl sleep and cuddling together is the best feeling on Earth. And smelling him. And feeding him. And holding him. And squeezing his pimples. And loving him.

And holding his hands.

And watching him eat.

And talking to him.

And hearing him sing.

And watching him play the guitar.

And sitting beside him.

And his smell...

If you know what I mean now.

I love him. And the rest of the life together with him will be awesome.

Seeing him daily has to be the best thing that happens daily. No day can't be fixed without him.

XD