The thought of being someone's wife is so weird to me, but I sort of like it. I love him and could spend the rest of my life with him. I'm fine with just living together, but he's really sort of goofy about that. It's almost cute.
We don't have a date or anything, I suggested a trip to Vegas. But then B found out or she knew all along, now she wants me to do this huge thing. I don't know about all of that, I'm not a fan of church. Also that whole dress thing isn't my cup of tea.
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