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I'm getting married.
On Halloween 2009.
I haven't told anyone except family cos I'm excited, yet totally freaked out.
Plus, I don't have a ring yet. I did pick it out with him though.
We haven't even gotten our own place yet!
(Hopefully in march!)
In all honesty, I know everyone is going to talk shit.
Part of me cares, and part of me doesn't.
Because I know I'd of looked at me, and told me I was nuts.
But this... I dunno this is different.
Everyone keeps just saying, "when ya know, you know."
And I absolutely do.
I love him and I could see myself with him forever. All that 2.5 kids, the house, the dog, the cat, a white picket fence, a fucking SUV. All that shit. Retiring and traveling.
The only thing I'm not sure of is if that's what I truly want with my life.
What about New York, Brittany? What about working on fashion shows and musicals and movies? What about all that?
Now I'll just own my own salons. NOT that that's a bad thing. I've wanted that for a long time. Since high school. I just. Find myself at a crossroads of which life path to take. And either way I'll always wonder what if.
I'm very, very happy. Happier than I've ever been in my entire life.
I'm loved to death, I'm safe, I'm taken care of. I trust him more than any human being on the planet. He gets me, yet balances me out. I have so much fun. I'm growing up by leaps and bounds every day. I'm responsible and just... a better version of myself.
Maybe that's the issue. I'm starting to self destruct. When things get too good I flip out.
But not this time. This is right, I know it is. It's just scary growing up into an adult. That's all.
I just had to say all that somewhere.
(I have no idea how you're supposed to feel before you get married! WTFFFF.)
On Halloween 2009.
I haven't told anyone except family cos I'm excited, yet totally freaked out.
Plus, I don't have a ring yet. I did pick it out with him though.
We haven't even gotten our own place yet!
(Hopefully in march!)
In all honesty, I know everyone is going to talk shit.
Part of me cares, and part of me doesn't.
Because I know I'd of looked at me, and told me I was nuts.
But this... I dunno this is different.
Everyone keeps just saying, "when ya know, you know."
And I absolutely do.
I love him and I could see myself with him forever. All that 2.5 kids, the house, the dog, the cat, a white picket fence, a fucking SUV. All that shit. Retiring and traveling.
The only thing I'm not sure of is if that's what I truly want with my life.
What about New York, Brittany? What about working on fashion shows and musicals and movies? What about all that?
Now I'll just own my own salons. NOT that that's a bad thing. I've wanted that for a long time. Since high school. I just. Find myself at a crossroads of which life path to take. And either way I'll always wonder what if.
I'm very, very happy. Happier than I've ever been in my entire life.
I'm loved to death, I'm safe, I'm taken care of. I trust him more than any human being on the planet. He gets me, yet balances me out. I have so much fun. I'm growing up by leaps and bounds every day. I'm responsible and just... a better version of myself.
Maybe that's the issue. I'm starting to self destruct. When things get too good I flip out.
But not this time. This is right, I know it is. It's just scary growing up into an adult. That's all.
I just had to say all that somewhere.
(I have no idea how you're supposed to feel before you get married! WTFFFF.)