Right around my twenty ninth birthday it hit me that I can't live a lie anymore. I'm giving myself one year to fix my shit.
Monday, June 27, 2011
So imagine the pressure a couple feels to get married after being together about 2 years, from friends, family, etc. Now imagine all that pressure, condensed into the span of about 48 hours, and you have my weekend pretty much. Not complaining! It's a good problem to have!