Love Takes Hostages

Yesterday marked 4 years since I met my fiancé, Dave. Makes me feel kind of old, and kind of badass.

I was 15 when we met, he was 17. Teen romances aren’t known for their longevity  but we’ve got a good run going — so take that, world.

I could blether on about love and all that, but one of my favorite authors has already described it better than I ever could. Here you go:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Have a good Bank Holiday weekend, guys ‘n girls.

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