Whenever I was in eighth grade, I met the coolest cat ever. Of course I had a crush on him. Every morning in homeroom, I'd stare at him until he blushed. Apparently that wasn't enough evidence for him to figure out that I was diggin him. Oh well. I daydreamed about being his girlfriend each day in middle school and now I get to live it each day and instead daydream about marrying him. I get that we're still just two teenagers in puppy love but damn I wanna marry this kid!
For those of you out there struggling, thinking Mr. Right isn't out there or maybe your thinking he's too far out of your reach... don't lose hope. Hes in the last place you'll ever look.
