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It’s a little more than funny, it’s almost plain crazy. I feel like such a sap, but I think that I need to write about it. Most people will think that it’s crazy, even I think that, but even though I do, it still feels right. We have so much in common, and want so many of the same things. Even though I’m even making a slight exception for him (this is how I know that I want this to work.. and that it’s intense). I don’t even know where to start with this… I want to spill all the beans, but then I don’t want to jinx myself. But here goes.
It feels like we’ve been together not just 4 months, but 4 years. It feels like we’ve known each other all our lives. It’s crazy. We talk about everything. Our futures, our lives, what we want.
We both have talked about living together, getting married, having kids (this is a biggie!), growing old together. Traveling the world, settling down, making memories. We’ve even talked about buying a house together, possibly next year. Well, he wants to buy a house by next year. It’s so crazy to think about. I can’t get over the fact that I’m even thinking like this. If someone had told me last year, that by this year, I would want to get married and settle down, I would have laughed in their faces. Now look at me, 23 years old (almost) and wanting that. I have a timeline. I never had a timeline.
