And then I said, OMG LOOK AT WHAT JUST CAME OUT OF ME.
Why fixate so much on the details of one day when you’re committing to a lifetime together? Why make competitions about proposals and diamonds via Facebook? Why drive yourself crazy over finding the “perfect” venue?
You be the judge.
The longer we encourage “dating” apps such as Tinder, the more we can kiss that “saw fireworks, weak in the knees, finish each other’s sentences” kind of fantasy love goodbye.
That’s what you want to achieve — that humorous and effortless first impression. But does it ever work? No.
Forget who everyone else says you should be. Forget the inner critic. Be you. When you’re the scented resume in a stack of Times New Roman, people want to pick you up.
Ed (my eating disorder) and I have been together for so long now, I can hardly remember a day when he has not been in my life
3. People will give up their seat for you, assuming you’re pregnant.
As much as I have wanted to be in an open relationship for many years, now that I’m in one, I find I’m not really sure what to do.
The tragedy of life does not lie in not reaching your goal but the tragedy lies in having no goal to reach. It is not a calamity to die with dreams unfulfilled, but it is a calamity to not dream.