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I was going through some tumblr account when i found this post, i had to share it as it resonated with so much me and I imagine  it will resonate with many of you as well.    " I’m not going to be the girl you marry. I’ll be the memory you have when you propose to her. As you slide that ring on her finger you’ll think about that time we got dressed in our swankiest threads and had a horrible time at that party so we came back home and sat in an empty bath tub drinking whiskey outta the bottle talking about our childhood dreams.       I’m not going to be the girl you marry. I’ll be that memory whenever you and her get in an argument. You’ll recall our first fight and the endless glares and icy tones. Repetition of words like RESPECT and WHY rung through the stillness of the air. We almost ended that night. Thankfully you stopped me from walking out of that door.     I’m not going to be the girl you marry. I’ll be that memory when you have your first child. When