i really like number 12. and i love when we stay over at one another's houses and sleep in the same bed and cook together and work out and just everything. for the most part, things are going really well for us. but living together, that's a really big step. am i wrong for having doubts? things change when you live with someone; especially the person you're in a relationship with. i mean i get it. chances are that if we lived in the same city, we'd likely spend 5 or 6 nights a week together anyways. but at least you have the option to stay home in your own space without being like hey i'm fucking sick of you back off. i'm not worried about school because we actually both would focus on that a lot.
i'm just scared. am i being a baby? or is that legit thing to be scared about?
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