walk away now and you're gonna start a war

I am trying really fucking hard not to be one of those girls. The girls that talk about their boyfriends incessantly and shove their happiness in every one’s faces with photos of their life together. Really, I am trying.

It’s just hard not to. I finally found the person I want to be with…

it’s true.  finding that person means crossing a line you didn’t know was there.  suddenly life is divided into “before” and “since.”

congratulations!