Eric and Steph

12/06/2013

When I think about you, I wish every day was Saturday. I can't get enough of you. Is that bad?

Remember the days when we'd chat until the sun came up? We'd be in Candyland and Bradley Sirloin would be leaving work to go home to eat a jar of salsa while we were ready to go to bed. God, I miss that.

There's just something about you
I can't describe. I want to experience all of you. Everything. Everything your dog has experienced with you.

You're just like honey. My honey. Tony Almeida's honey.