You guys, I think I’m a romantic.
*sixteen-year-old me rolls her eyes SO HARD*
Don’t worry, sixteen-year-old me, it’s cool. And no, I don’t mean this kind of romantic. I mean the one you think you hate, the candlelit dinner, walks down the beach one. Because, guess what?! It turns out that romance doesn’t have to look like that! It can be so many things ...