choose your own adventure and settle in for the long haul;

[semprestate]

i love him in grey sweatpants, even when he leaves them in a pile on the otherwise clean floor. i'm growing to love the way i make the bed when i get home every day because he'll never find the time or reason to do it in the morning. i hope to eventually love the fact that he'll never bring his cereal bowl into the kitchen and what little leftover

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[nosce]

Yes. Yes yes and holy yes. I love every bit of this entry. Especially:
i feel like there are two distinct parts of me - one that wants a ring and a cat and a shared last name, and another that wants to run far and fast because i'm still so young, because there has to be other bodies i'm supposed to see naked, other lips i'm supposed to taste. both sides scare me equally and i'm left without a middle ground.
and:
i can't imagine any ending that doesn't include him unless i was able to go back and erase our beginning.

I am so in a similar place right now. I'm trying to tell myself I'll be okay and that there will be someone more perfect if I do indeed not settle for this one, but it's very scary.

You are beautiful, darling.

[semprestate]

i think you're right. though that thought is terrifying to me too.

thank you ♥

[coconutisland]

i feel like i could have wrote this; i feel like there are two distinct parts of me - one that wants a ring and a cat and a shared last name, and another that wants to run far and fast because i'm still so young, because there has to be other bodies i'm supposed to see naked, other lips i'm supposed to taste. both sides scare me equally and i'm left without a middle ground.

thank you for being a comfort in me wondering if i'm nuts and which part of me i follow and indulge. <3

[semprestate]

you could not be more welcome. i'm overjoyed to hear i'm not alone.

[neverlukewarm]

I feel like this too much. And I've had my boy since we were seventeen - he's practically all I've known, and it feels so hard sometimes that I've chosen this and not that or that. But it's impossible, because you can't end something that feels right.