It's so easy to make you hurt, you have no idea, I don't want to do this anymore. I don't know if you read this or if you realize that you do what you shouldn't. But, what are you gonna do? I dunno...anyway, I can't be a bitch. Because I'm getting married. Yes, I'm finally getting married. I'm like the happiest girl in the world because of all of that. I mean there's nothing I want more than to marry him. He's my best friend and I want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with him. I'm ready to do that. I mean I'm not going to be with him for at least three years, but after that everything is going to be okay. I mean it. I mean I don't know why I'm so cotent with the fact that I'm really considering the fact that I could be with him for the rest of my life. Do you believe in destiny? I mean, I do. And it is so nice. Because it feels like it. I mean how many people can discuss with their best friend how you're gonna spend the rest of your life with them and not feel like this is any way wrong? At all. Nothing. There's not regrets saying any of it, there's no second thoughts after he tells you good night and leaves you. There's none of that, but instead there's the thought about what it's going to be like waking up with him every day of your life. Having little Sven Tylor, Haven Willow, and Lanndon Daniel running in and telling you to get up. That's something that is more crazy than you could ever imgaine when you're 18 years old and he's 3000 miles away, but then, nothing ever felt this right. I don't know why I'm soo happy, but I suppose it's because I'm getting married to my best friend in the whole world and I'm ready for all of that, as scary as it may seem. Also, because of the fact that he's not here and won't be until I've established myself as someone that can do it myself. We're going to get married and that's all there is to it. It's a pretty nice feeling if you ask me.