You spoil me. This is why we're meant to be together, you tolerate my love for Taylor Swift and understand that she is as important as almost every life event barring our wedding and our child's birth.
Side note, don't give birth when we're seeing her in concert.
Well, in sickness and in health, Mr Sawyer, even if we aren’t technically married yet. You saved yourself with the barring there.
Side response, I can try to tell the little one to stay in there but I give you no promises.










