A new Chapter.
I can honestly say I've never been a bigger mess then I was in the days following my break up...
I can also honestly say now, it's time to move on.
I love him. I will always love him. He made a HUGE impact on my life and he supported me and carried me through things many people could never imagine. He wasn't happy anymore. I wasn't happy anymore. What I did was wrong but I think the end was near weather I did something or not.
I am 20 years old. At 20 for some reason we all think we're grown up. I've had to grow up pretty quick but that doesn't mean that I need to rush to settle down.
I don't want to be married at 20. I don't want to have kids this young (maybe not even at all). I don't want to be tied down when my career is just taking off.
I want to go to australia. I want to back pack through europe. I want to live my life while I'm young and I can. I want to laugh more with my friends. I want to have guy friends not a boyfriend.
I am young. I am independent. I am strong.
I will be me.