I don’t believe in fairy tales. I don’t need to be saved by prince charming, I’m not even pretty while I’m asleep. What I want is for you to kill your white fucking horse, drop your pretty sword and walk to my doorstep with every doubt that we might not exactly have a happy ending but still ask me out anyways. I don’t believe in setting something free to test the faith of it coming back to prove it was yours to begin with. If you’re really in love what encourages you to let them go in the first place? You fight. Nun-chucks and all to keep that person around. Once the door is closed, you think both ends are gonna sit around with their hands folded under their chins until it’s time to come back? People aren’t boomerangs, by the time you’ve thrown it, somebody else will be on the other side for the catch. So hold on. Because the minute you hear yourself say, if it’s meant to be “will be” you automatically stop yourself from progress. From moving forward. Because you’re stuck in park waiting for a fucking test of love to drop into your hands. I don’t believe in soul mates. I believe ‘in common’. I believe we have certain things we agree on, and a shitload of things we don’t. But that’s the beauty of relationships, the difference between your past and present because everything you’ve learned from your previous relationships help you to realize what you want in someone now. And they’re never perfect. Because really, who’s perfect? I don’t think there’s only one person in this lifetime who is meant specifically for you. I think there’s a number of ‘the ones’ and you’re bound to meet them. Again and again. Until you decide, this one might just be one you don’t mind getting wrinkled with. But even then, if that doesn’t work, there’s more of them. I don’t believe in breaks from a relationship. If you can’t stick around through rough ends then get out for good, they aren’t worth it to you. Relationships aren’t a job, you can’t clock in on Monday, work til Thursday then finally take your lunch break on Friday. Commit to what you’ve started or quit it all the way. Breaks stall the healing process of break-ups. If you really need time to think if you should be with someone, the answer is probably a no. I don’t believe in men being the only gender that is allowed to propose. ARGUMENT: “Well, if he really wanted to marry you don’t you think he would ask you first?” So I suppose women don’t really want to marry men because if they did, they would ask first. When lesbians get married, no man steps in for 2 seconds with a ring to propose for them, so why shouldn’t this be allowed in straight relationships. Female or male, ring or no ring, if this is someone you want for yourself, it’s okay to take a role that’s not so traditional. It’s 2012, who the hell is traditional? I don’t believe in mushy love type shit people say under their breaths but not into the face of the person that they’re all mushy in love type shit. Stop blogging your boohoos and talking to your girls about how you love this and you love that about the one you love and start telling the one who makes you feel this way. You only live once, and there are no wrong words when you’re trying to describe love. Whether it be to your significant other, or to someone you might not know so well. We have ears so we can listen to each other. It’ll make them smile, it’ll make you relieved, it’ll remind the world and us in it how wonderful it feels to be wanted. Especially by you.  I also, don’t believe in manbearpig, but that’s a completely different subject.