I don’t get it. People go on saying things like “I hate being single & seeing happy couples walking around all cute,” just because they want that in their life. But once they’re in a relationship, all they want to do is either give a half-ass job, turn it into some kind of “open” piece of shit, or cheat all together. Am I missing something? Call me old fashioned, but I look at a true relationship as two souls who really want to be together. Not because they feel like they need some kind of rebound or simply because they’re bored, but rather because they can’t stand to see that person with anyone else. That’s how it should be. Be with someone because you want them, you want to make them the happiest person in the world, & you want to wake up every morning with a smile on your face knowing that you’re taken by someone like no other. I just can’t stand to see these fragile hearts being broken anymore.
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In the near future, I want to find that one girl. I want to feel that strong passion again through out my body of truly being in love. Not someone just to have because I’m lonely, but someone who actually means something amazing. I want to be with this person forever; treating me with respect, comfort, & kindness as I will do the exact same. Anything to make them happy, at all times. I want to walk down the wedding aisle, look at her, and just know we were meant to be together forever. I want to wake up every morning cuddled up with this person feeling as safe as ever. Come down stairs, make pancakes on rainy mornings, & dance like freaks in the kitchen as they sizzle. I want to come home from work everyday knowing I’m returning to an incredible, faithful wife and our beautiful children. I want to take wonderful family trips together to the beach, the mountains, anywhere. I just want to be together. But most importantly, I want to lay my head down on the pillow every night knowing that I actually mean something great to someone. Knowing I have the life I’ve always wanted.
All of my friends are either cats, stuffed animals, or people on tumblr who live 86329827298 miles away.
I honestly can’t go a day without saying asshole.
