ALL SHE KNOWS ARE BROKEN PROMISES, SO WHY IS HE ANY DIFFERENT?



Dear Lipstick



I think my best friend just proposed to me . . . am I tripping? How could he remember, he can't be serious. A pact that we made when we were only teenagers couldn't still ring true . . . could it?



I promised my best friend that we would get married if we were both thirty-five and still single. At the time, I was a teenager and believed that I would be married long before that age. But I was wrong. So very wrong. I'll be thirty-five on my next birthday and still single.



He just reminded me of our promise, I should be happy because he's offering me the ending without the uncertainty of the journey. Yet, something is holding me back.



Contains mature themes.