I Fell In Love With My Ex’s Brother And I’ve Never Regretted Anything More
“The truth is, I remember glaring into your eyes and kissing you like there was no tomorrow. I remember you grabbing my ass and holding my face while you kissed me back.”
“The truth is, I remember glaring into your eyes and kissing you like there was no tomorrow. I remember you grabbing my ass and holding my face while you kissed me back.”
I wish I could hate you for stepping back into my life. For making me fear that it will take me a long to forget about you again. That it will a long time for my heart to be OK again.
“I’ve had deep emotional conversations with my boyfriend about how much we mean to each other, then a few hours later I’m hanging out with someone else and probably going too far sexually.”
“When I think about you sitting in the White House, it terrifies me. But here is the thing Mrs. Clinton, I WANT to like you.”
Who cares what other people think? I’m not going to base how I live my life because someone, somewhere, at some point decided that women need to groom their legs.
I used to take being underestimated as an insult. Until I saw it for what it was. Just a clear reflection of my own behavior.
This string of bad roommates did not just “happen” to me. It was not a random series of events. Everything that happened was the result of my own karma.
With or without you we were eventually going to fail and honestly, you saved me from a huge mistake. I was so comfortable that even though I knew in my heart I didn’t want that life forever, I honestly had planned on marrying him. So thank you for saving both of us from settling for a mediocre love.
I wanted to go to the beach with you but we never went. I wanted you to meet my parents but you never did.
You know how I know I love you? Even a bad day with you is a better day than a good day without you.