Lucky Lady

I post a fair amount of sex stuff here. And sometimes, I post relationship advice. But sometimes, I want to just post praise.

I've known Absinthe for...three or four years now. We've dated for over one. We're already talking about marriage and what last name we'll choose and, hell, what our kids' names will be.

I am, paws down, the luckiest fox around to have him in my life. He makes me feel special. He makes me feel loved. I always know he has my back. And he's easily my best friend, the person I go to immediately when I'm having a rough day or a problem. When we're together, we're all laughs and jokes and cuddles and fucks, and it's magical.

I know I'm not always the easiest person to be around. I'm a little red ball of anxiety myself, and I get weird phases where I need to be alone. I'm mortally terrified of bees, and I hate getting water in my eyes in the shower.

But I also know I'm the luckiest lady around.

For having him in my life.

I love you, Sin.

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