I f***ing hate perfect girls. They make me look like shit.

I love u and want to spend the rest of my life with you, but I'm terrified that your friends and family will make our wedding white trash.

Your due to be born in 6 weeks. I'm terrified that I won't be a good mom or will act like my own mom. I love you to pieces already and can't wait to meet you.

I have no idea where our relationship is headed. The fact that I'm not in control of this ship scares me. But I'm willing to take that risk to be happy.

I can't stop holding petty grudges.