“Once, I even claimed to be related to Prince William…”
There is a difference between fighting for something that you know is too good to let go of, and clinging on to something that has already died.
Tinder recently Instagrammed a photo of himself holding a dog in a meadow somewhere. He hates it when girls talk about their zodiac signs, but he’s in tune with what Myers-Briggs personalities are compatible with his.
I get it. I’ve been there. Actually, I am there. I am one of those people that no matter who it is, I have a hard time trusting them.
The hot guy’s looks will eventually fade anyway.
Disclaimer: My boyfriend and I are definitely going to get married. A large family is in our future. But I’m 24, he’s 27, and we are both getting started in our careers. We want to have kids, but not yet.
I scoff at people who are in love, and the sacrifices they make for that love. I pretend to hold it in disdain, in contempt — as something beneath me. But the truth is, I’m full of shit.
Are you going through a devastating divorce or breakup? The kind that makes you feel like a million broken pieces?
F*ck you for wanting to meet new people halfway across the world, but not having the least bit of interest to meet my closest friends.
Help lift her up. Help make her see. Teach yourself the powerful and noble truth that here is nothing more beautiful than a smiling soul staring at you with love-filled eyes. Make her smile. Warm her heart. Be silly.