Sometimes I think I really might get along better by myself. Is it possible to be outgoing and introverted at the same time? Like, when people are around, I can be super live and fun, but away from crowds I like to be by myself, left to my own thoughts. 

I’m so not used to having an overbearing mother around, “suggesting” all the time. I love my man, I swear I do, but the more I think about it, the more I just want to get up out of here. I just need to get my money up and find a way to get a place of my own. 

I’m scared. I’m really scared, but maybe I wasn’t meant to be tied down at such a young age. I started thinking yesterday about how all the movies and love songs are wrong. They make it seem like love is so perfect and magical all the time, but this shit takes work, and you have to choose to continue to love someone every single day. Attraction doesn’t matter in the end, and this shit is not what I want anymore.

I’m going to find myself again. I will.

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