Just the thought of how my life is going to turn out sickens me.

Well yeah, so first you find love.

Then, if you're lucky enough, you'll get married. Yay. But i secretly think I'll die a spinster.

After that, perhaps, a few kids of your own. And unless you're some freaking perky stepford housewife, your kids and lazy ass of a husband will drive you up the wall... Before you know it, you'll end up in a mental institution. That is, if you're lucky enough.

And if you haven't gone crazy, your kids might talk you into getting a pet.
" Oh mummy daddy pwease-! I'll feed it, love it, take care of it, scoop its poop, bath it and everything-! "
Puhlease, I was a kid too so I'm not THAT dumb to fall for that line.
But If you ask me, the only thing that i actually look forward to is...

Spending the rest of my life with him ( YOU don't perasan okay ). I know there's no such thing as happily ever after, but there's always something close to it no?
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