Everything has its ups and downs, but I guess my life chose this week to pick them both.
The good news? We're packing. That's right, packing. Because
Yamcha, in his fucking infinite romanticism (don't laugh, I swear he is! he says some of you might say otherwise...) proposed.
We're getting married! (=0
But instead of a ring, he bought me a
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