troublemaker_42

Ok, so HydroChronic's post "What happened to love?" thread inspired me to create this thread. Guys and gals, heres your chance to express to whoever cares to read it just how much you like or love the one you are with. You might have been together a week, or you might have been together decades. It doesn't matter!!! Just use this thread to express what it is that makes you want to be with the one your with!!

To make things easier, I'll go first!

My wife was just one on many random hookups I've had....I wasn't looking for a gf, and the idea of a wife was more foreign to me than the rings of Saturn. Yet, our relationship developed, despite all odds. I mean, how many people end up married, when all they did to start the ball rolling was stopping by a friend's house to get baked after class?!?! Thats exactly how I met my wife. Though she wasn't a smoker, my dealer was one of her former classmates, and one of the few people fromh er hometown that was going to college in the town i was. She literally found out I was a smoker the instant she met me...her friend and I were rolling a blunt when she walked in! Things went from there, and suddenly my midafternoon stop turned into a night of smoking, drinking, and hooking up! Had I not drunkenly left my coat at her place, I'd likely have never seen her again,and truthfully, at that point, I probably wouldn't have even cared. :Shrug: I liked her, but just wasn't into the idea of dating at that point. But, as they say, God, or fate, or whatever it is you believe in, works in mysterious ways.

My random one night stand slowly turned itself into my whole life. Nine years down the road, I couldn't even begin to tell you what she means to me now. Quite honestly, as cliche as it always sounds, she IS my other half. Sometimes she might be the Angel on my shoulder, telling me the right thing to do, and sometimes she's the Devil on my other shoulder, helping me dream up more mischief to get us into. No matter what roll she plays on any given day, I can't help but feel my life would be much more empty alone, or even in a relationship with someone else. I can't imagine a world where I could ever be happier with my life companion. I can't imagine doing or saying the things I say around her to anyone else. I can't imagine crawling in bed and wrapping my arm around anyone else. I can't imagine anyone else being so patient with me, because quite frankly, I'm not always the funnest guy to be around. Yet, despite my many faults, I'm "perfect" in her eyes, just as she is in mine. I don't mean to imply our relationship is all roses and rainbows, because like any couple, we have our moments. No one can set me off as fast as she can, but yet no one else can calm me down any faster either. We've had some epic battles in our time, but, when you spend as much time together as we do (we work identical hours, with the same days off!!) you're bound to push some buttons once in awhile!

However, the good times far outweigh the bad, and most of my most precious memories are centered around her....from my first ocean experience ever on our honeymoon in Jamaica to hiking to a frozen mountain lake, to venturing to far away realms where pirate ships sail across the skies (yeah, we were trippin' ..LOL) whenever i think of a fun time, she's always at my side, and I wouldn't want it any other way. I'm not usually one to get all sentimental and whatnot, but I don't think I should ever be ashamed of how much I love the one I'm with. I love you baby....may our future hold as many smiles as our past!

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Jake

I loved reading that TM. I just hope your wifey knows how much you care and how much you think about her in your life. You know, it might be sweet to tell her later today...."I care about you so much babe....I posted all over the internet this morning declaring my love" ah, you got to say it the right way....

Unfortunately, I'm definitely gonna refrain from talking about the "love of my life" here.

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feedyourhead

my boyfriend rocks. his name is shaggy, and he's a 'hippie' by definition, quite the opposite of me. we met through my now future-roommates. on one of their birthday's back in january, we went out to the bars (it was a 21st). at this point, i wasn't dating one of the guys we were out with, but we were having sex (aka hooked up whenever we got wasted and horny).

so by bar number two, i was kinda buzzed, and i needed a cigarette. shag offered me one and went outside with me to smoke. we were sitting here talking and all i could think about was how smart he was and how much that attracted me to him. not to mention his proficiency with the guitar and his beautiful singing voice

anyway, we were sitting there and i was thinking all this, and i leaned over and kissed him. we were inseperable all night, but had to keep a low-pro because kyle (sex buddy) was out with us and i didn't want to look like a slut (was i acting like one? perhaps ). anyway, on the way back to my apartment where we all usually ended up after the bars since i live a block away from them, kyle was trying to walk with his arm around me. unfortunately, both of us were pretty well sloshed and had a hard time keeping each other up. so, shaggy comes over, gets in between kyle and i with his arms around us helping us stagger down the street. kyle apparently sees this as threatening his chance to get a piece of ass and throws shaggy's arm off of his shoulder and comes around to my other side so that i'm in the middle of both of them.

this is where it gets interesting, because my boyfriend is very laid-back, not usually the 'agressor' when it comes to women, he basically is the guy who's never a threat to any other guy as far as women go.
we walked into my apartment and my roomie was up, so while everyone was chilling in my living room, shaggy slyly walks over to my door and gives me the 'come hither' hand gesture. i got up of course, and we went into my room where he began packing my bong. we realize there is no lighter, so shaggy runs out to go grab mine from the kitchen. kyle comes up and asks what we're doing, and shaggy says 'just smoking' and kyle asks 'need any help with that man?' to which shaggy answers 'nah, we're okay,' then walks into my room and shuts the door.

this pisses kyle off, he obviously thinks we're doing more than smoking (we honestly werent -- we didnt have sex until a week after we were dating). so he comes in and babbles incoherently about something, but then gives me an ultimatum: he said 'if i'm not sleeping in this bed, i'm sleeping in my own bed.' i begged and pleaded with him to stay on the couch because he was completely hammered and there was a few feet of snow outside, more coming down. kyle just kept saying over and over that it was my place or his, and shaggy out of nowhere sits up, gives him a peace sign, and goes 'PEACE.' kyle left.

that night and the night after, shaggy spent the night with me and we just laid in each others arms and talked (the next night with an OT substance that made our chat much more... enlightened, if you will.) we've been together ever since and now i'm living with kyle as one of my roommates next year, and everything is cool with us. i obviously cut off the sex so that i could date shaggy (kyle didn't want a girlfriend, which was my main problem with our arrangement to begin with).

we haven't been together long, but he's honestly one of the most sincere, hard-working, loyal, open-minded person i've ever met -- and that's what i thought of him before we started dating. he's an even better boyfriend

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