I didnt want the birthday message to be too long for the home page. messages gets less funny the longer it is, you want birthday messages to be witty and funny. Think of this page as a directors commentary for this website.

I started working on this website soon after my birthday, I figured since I probably couldnt get you anything nice for your birthday, ill at least make sometihing that takes time and is meaningful. I also chose this format because using abbreviations in a hand written fromat is not only absurd but stupid (fr).

I dont want to make this about me, since this is your birthday message, but genuinely, my life really has changed since meeting you. I spent so many years dreaming about what we have now. This relationship really is a dream come true for me. You make me so happy. im so happy. its hard to express my feelings. hgnnnnnnnnn (┳Д┳)

there probably have been situations were i was incredibly annoying or dismissve, and there are definitely going to be more, and im greatful you put up with the things i do.

Its not that i dont want to walk milo, its just that its too hot to be outside. Its just too hot in general. Please dont hate me for not wanting to walk milo with you. I like milo, i also like you. i just hate the heat. Once it cools down... many activities to be done.

I got you a pair of Margiela Tabi ballet fallets for your birthday. This was a process on its own. The first pair i got for you was fake, and i had to go through this entire process with the seller about how im not going to pay for a pair of fakes. My Yahoo auction reputation took a bit of hit, but its ok. Then i came across a pair in a material that ive alawys like from margiela, their paper leather thing. Theyre really fragile but they age in a really interesting way. Also the chinese never made fakes of tabis in this material, so that added assurity to my purchase. How fucked up would it be if i bought you a pair of fake tabis unknowingly? youre outside of lion, telling people. "look at my tabis!" and some fuck ass margiela archivist walks by, and is like:

The thought sends shivers down my spine... "this mf got fake tabis!!" he says, you look down to your feet and you slowly start to see all the flaws, the cheap chinese leather, the bad stiching... your vision gets blurry, you look up to see everyone laughing at you, they all scream in unison, "she got fake tabis!!!"
You fall to your knees, you let out a soft groan because words simply wont come out of your mouth. you manage to mumble, "but... but... my boyfriend..." before you pass out and die.

I could never let that happen. That would be so fucked up.