Karla. 22. Chicago. 
Love, it will not betray, dismay or enslave you, it will set you free.
I'm addicted to: lesbians, gay pride, pugs, charlie brown, good music, odd tv shows, batman, and romance.
She is my best friend, my hero, my cuddle buddy, and most importantly, the love of my life.
The fear has finally begun to set in. Everything is too perfect and I don’t know where I’m headed. I have always been such a planner, an analyzer, a heretic, if you will about my life and where I was going… And now… It’s finally starting to hit me.
I’m about to graduate and start my life. All of my plans of the Peace Corps and Chicago have been replaced by this idea of a future and spending the rest of my life with ONE PERSON. I feel like none of my original plans matter anymore.
All I can think of now is becoming a writer and traveling the world with HER. I want to raise crazy adopted children with her. I want to make breakfast for her every morning. I want to dance in the rain with her. I want to wear a white dress for her.
I am done ranting now. Sorry, I just had to put this SOMEWHERE… and if no one cares, that’s fine… I just… really had to get it off my chest. Part of me hopes she never sees this because I’m typing this as my hands are shaking and I probably sound like a crazy girlfriend… haha.
