Considering posting progress pics of my fitness journey thus far. I have been hesitant because I am so ashamed of how bad I let myself get, but fuck it. I’ve made some serious progress and I want to show myself off.
I’m starting to fall in love with my curves for the first time in my entire life.
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.