I pledge to treat this as my journal. Re-telling events that have occurred throughout my day, so when I reach a certain age, I can look back on the things I did with awe and relief; nothing and noone is going to hold me down.

In addition to that, sometimes I believe that my current relationship is more of a stepping stone than a life-long relationship. The controversy and rebellion he brings is perfect for my teenage years and although its nice to imagine our future life, my husband doesn’t look like him.
My first love, but unlikely to be my last.

It’s taken me a while to tell you
Exactly how I feel inside
The words may seem so simple right now
But they took a while to find

Is this what you call love love love
This is what I’m thinking of