Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.
don’t settle for the boys who can spit out pick up lines on the spot and make you swoon with the way they look at your body. instead, wait for the boys that stumble over their words because they’re so flustered when they see how beautiful you are. you are worth more than a simple pick up line or wink. wait for the boy that makes you feel like you are the most important princess in the whole world and can’t look you in the eyes without blushing.