In essence, I am still very young. However, I am beyond excited for the day I can call the love of my life my husband and my best friend. I’m excited to be able to tell everyone, he’s all mine and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m excited to have someone to talk to after a long day at work. I’m excited to have someone to have and to hold till death do us part.
Making the same mistake twice.
Crap. There’s no turning back. I’m finally getting out of one situation, but I’m getting my self into the same situation with someone else. Only this time, it’s different. It’s different in a “I know I shouldn’t do this, but I’m going to anyway” type way. I’m young and free. I may as well live it up while I can, right? Or maybe I should just sit down somewhere and read a book. That would be nice. But it’s not quite as exciting. I love the thrill.
