I wanna know how teen pregnancies can be so flipping common but adults try for years to get pregnant. are teens unlucky or are adults?

Hello gorgeous
gorgeous who?
gorgeous who am I to you?
how could you leave me here
when I needed you dear

You are my everything
my world, my dream, my yesterday and tomorrow
but especially my today
you say I'm your future and your past
your perfect girl
I don't want to be your everything
I don't want to break your heart
I don't want to mess this up

And maybe we live in a woefully broken and sad world, and maybe this love is the only thing that shines through
and maybe that's the way it's supposed to be
as tragicly perfect as we make it

Me: I love you
him: I love you too
me: omg that's shocking
him: not at all actually

Is it tears that blur the lines between love and loss? or is it simple impossible to separate the two?

Do you like him?

yes, and i don't like the fact that question wasnt rhetorical.

*holding hands and walking*
me: do you know where we're going?
him: nope
me: do you care?
him: nope, I'm good

Him:guess what?
me: what?
him: *kisses cheek*
me: you know what else?
him: what?
me:*kisses back*

People kept coming up to us, and telling us that the slow songs were over. we knew, we just didn't care.