The thought of marriage is something everyone thinks about at some point in their existence. Whether it be out of desire, hate, satisfaction, completion, planning or spontaneous.
When you finally believe that you have found that person, your heart sinks into the acidic pits of your stomach, but can't be burned because the love emanating from every artery of your heart is a shield to all that will attempt to hurt it. It is this love that makes our knees weak, our jaw unhinged until we salivate so much, it fries our brains until we can only babble like idiots at their presence.
And then two years later you find out how much of a Bitch they can be.
This is not a hate post, a broken heart post or otherwise. It is simply stating facts of life that we will all encounter when not following after the plan set for us by God. Not a plan of control, but of hardship, because lets face it, love ain't easy. God loves us whether we like it or not. And he will love us forever. Just sayin.
Anyway, just had a convo with the ex, she honestly believes herself to have completely turned her life around and now is "greater than thou", only it is out of her resilience towards any standard of living that "frees herself" from these humanistic ways of thinking us lowly ex boyfriends must retain.
She's a crazy psycho hose beast from hell.
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