I'm back from a kick ass honeymoon.
We went to Disneyland, the beach, Medieval times, and had so much fun.
Now to talk about the matter of me getting married young. At the ripe age of 18...
If you have a problem with it, seriously, go fuck yourself. I've never been so happy in my entire life. He makes me feel so beautiful, and things are on the up and up with my mom, dad, and family, You clearly don't know me if you are telling me that I'm at fault. Because all the people that were concerned and advised me, trusted me enough to let me go.
The hardest part about all of this is being alone at night. Dave is back at work, so now I'm home by myself for the night. I could be moving in, but why would I do that when I can blog? Hahahaha.
I don't feel like my apartment is my home yet, but I'll get there. Dave is wonderful, and will help me adjust well.
I'm feeling good about my decision. Now to wait for my husband to get home (:
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