I think we’ve officially reached that annoying time in the year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday, if you wear a sweater, you die from heatstroke.
You realize you are not alone, right? No one in their twenties has life figured out. It’s okay to be a mess. You’re living.
THIS TOOK A FAR DIFFERENT TURN THEN I EXPECTED
If I date you,
I see myself marrying you.
I see myself building with you.
I see myself growing with you.
I don’t date just to pass time.
I’m dating you because I see potential in you.