“Don’t rush into love, because even in fairytales, the happy ending takes place on the last page.”
I really need to get serious with my holiday movie watching
It’s pretty much a strange triangle of clusterfuckery
Joe, this is for you. Love always, me.
I need to wait at least 10 more days before immersing myself in all things red and green and snowflakes and reindeer, and pine scented
I’ve also come to the conclusion that this town is smaller than I imagined.
what better way to spend our botched weekend, than at our small town beer festival down the street?? Perfect.
I get the good morning beautifuls and I’ve even become the couple who we bitter singles like to call, the same siders. Ya know, the couples who sit on the same side of the table at restaurants and are all kissy and cute in public. That’s what I’ve turned into.
maybe he burns his fingers if he so dares to use my sticks for s’mores again
“why the fuck are we doing the opposite of the thing, that we should do, to get the thing that we want?”
Maybe it’s a new chapter. Maybe it’s the end of our story.
“Have enough courage to trust love one more time, and always one more time.” – Maya Angelou