“When I was little, I thought love was about red
roses and expensive dinners.. Truth is, love is
giving her half your fries when she said she wasn’t
hungry. It’s waking up at 4am to her snoring and
refraining from shoving her off the bed. It’s
talking in accents just for shits, and trying to
embarrass one another in public. It’s going on
adventures, and making fun of each other. It’s
stupid fights and memorable make ups. Love isn’t
pretty and romantic.. Love is just stumbling
through life with your best friend.”
When I was little, I thought love was about red roses
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