hotlanta

i've been having this craving of wanting to go to Atlanta lately.
i feel like when i visit my trip is going to go like this:

i'm going to have like 3 huge bags and not be able to carry them all once i get them from baggage claim. i get all tangled up and trip up a little bit (a cute classy trip)
BUT OH WAIT,
someone catches my fall. but not just anyone. no, the man of my dreams...with his amazing arms and beautiful eyes. i'm so dumbfounded that i'm at a loss for words. i look lame, but he doesnt care. he offers me a ride to my destination and stop to get a bite to eat. he's so sweet and perfect and respectful and polite and handsome and charming and nice and amazing..and then 29 months later i'm walking down the aisle to meet him at the alter.

THE END.

and if he happens to look like TI, then so be it.