The Portland Timbers are dismantling my heart piece by piece from the inside out. This is starting to remind me of all the times I was madly in love with someone who was completely wrong for me but I wasn’t about to give up as long as there was a tiny bit of hope. I’m still going to stand by my men because that’s the kind of girl I am, but I wish I could spend the day on the couch finishing my wine cube and eating a bucket of cookie dough and watching Sense & Sensibility and The Lake House.
That last sentence has pretty much decided me on how I’m going to spend my Saturday.