Start thinking of yourself as the main character, because if you don’t life will continue to pass you by

Keywords: 2021 , posts

We are only given one life, so why do we seem to spend so much time picking out the right clothes to impress others, or learning the right things to say to get the job? Why don’t we stop trying to be what we think everyone wants from us and just be our true selves, no matter how weird we may be. Why don’t we begin to be honest with ourselves and live how we want to, because at the end of life, no one else’s opinions or thoughts will be coming with us, so what better time to romanticize our lives then right now!?

https://tothegirlwho.com/2021/07/06/to-the-girl-who-is-romanticizing-her-life

With the excitement that I am feeling, I wanted you to know that I have been praying about you

Keywords: futurebf, loveletter

I am very excited to meet you. I am curious of how our “meet cute” will be like Lara Jean and Peter Kavinsky did. I am excited of how you will look like. I wonder if you are good with musical instruments, a dancer, has a good sense of humor, a reader or an artist/painter like me. I can imagine you leading the worship team singing your heart out for the Lord. Above all I want to know how are you with your relationship with the Lord and with others. I want to know your beautiful scars, your past, failures and victories in life.

https://docfeyt13.wordpress.com/2021/03/02/a-love-letter-to-my-future-boyfriend

I want that Happily Ever After

Keywords: love , romance , writing , believeing in love , escaping reality with romance , escapism through books , happily ever after , lightening up the dark world of 2020 , romance lover , romantic heroes and heroines , writing romance

I want to sigh happily when I get to the end, relieved that the characters whose journey I have followed through thick and thin, through dangers and adventures, through heartbreak and grief, finally reach safe harbour. With each other. As I write this, hubby is leaning over my shoulder, reading. Right now, his arms tighten round me, his breath warm on my cheek and he whispers. “Like us.” Yes. Like us. Am I lucky or am I lucky?

Escaping it all – of an addiction to romance and Happily Ever After – Anna Belfrage