I’m scared to grow up. what if I end up alone. what if my career choice plummets. what if all my friends are happily employed and in relationships. what if no one wants me.
I don’t want to grow up.
i think about this almost everyday.
A true love is never about you. It’s about the person you love. Their wants, their needs, their hopes and their dreams. Selfishness demands, “What’s in it for me?”, while Love asks, “What can I give?”
does anybody else have that friend that you’re pretty sure is your soulmate but in a friend way
yo gettin married at 22 sounds a lot like leavin a party at 9:30 pm
yeah but you get to leave the party with your favorite person on the planet, and take off all of your makeup, and put on your ugly comfortable clothes and make popcorn and curl up in your bed and watch a movie, and have sex and go to sleep, idk how that sounds like a bad thing.
And everyone else just wakes up alone and hungover.