“Cinderella believed in dreams, all right, but she also believed in doing something about them. When Prince Charming didn’t come along, she went over to the palace and got him.”—Walt Disney (1901-1966), on Cinderella, 1949. (via historiful)
i was talking to my mother about my boyfriend and she had made some remarks against his favor during the conversation. Things such as “that isn’t nice, dear” and “he’s just doing it because he’s jealous of (the other boy)” because i spend basically every day with him.
but who the fuck would think i loved the other boy?
"I DON’T…not THAT way."
Then i went upstairs and thought about that statement for a while. I still think i’m right, because he is my best friend and so naturally i love him! just not like i do my boyfriend. I just don’t want to have to think about what’s wrong with my bf yet! It’s only been a month and i want to keep being infatuated at how adorable he is! Not contemplating all of the wrongs and mistakes. He’s never even had a legit girlfriend before me so he’s going to mess up, right? So whatever!
It is 12:18am and today is going to be a great day! How do i know? I am GODWILLING going to go to work from 9:15-3:15 and then get picked up by Jordan, who will take me to the train to get Tati (epic win). This in and of itself is the best way to have a fucking amazing day. However, there is one other thing that is SO big that everything else at the moment pales in comparison…
MAREK IS FUCKING COMING HOME TODAY SIUJKGDHBVN[AO;IzJKLHSGNBUI;AKJGFB;UFJVB;WSIUZKGDJVHBN[‘AOWISKJGHDBVPU;IKJ!!!o!HBPSIUEGBVA;UISJGDHBF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i’m so excited. i miss him so much.
After that a bunch of people are coming over for birthday cake for Stella. So i really think that, despite the fact that i have 6 hours of work to accomplish rather early, this is going to be a good day. I hope so, anyway.