It’s hilarious to me when I mention our Paris trip to people and they say “Oh, has he bought the ring yet?!” Because fuck no, there couldn’t be less of a possibility of a ring. Oh, and his good friend who’s dated his GF for less than a year just revealed to me that he’s planning on proposing to her this summer. FML.
Can you tell I’m suffering from major engagement envy?
Why do I care so god damn much about this?