Dear Mr. Right,

My, we are just taking our good ol' time, aren't we? And by we, I mean you. Because I'm here. ALONE. WAITING. Just like that¬†terrible "Lady in Waiting" book I had to read in youth group told me to. And you're nowhere to be found. In fact, ¬†I'm starting to really think you don't exist. … Continue reading Dear Mr. Right,

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