Fun fact: if a guy or girl can’t accept that you love horses and that they’re a large portion of your life, they probably aren’t the one for you. They don’t need to share your passion to love you for it and accept what you love.
I still don’t understand why political parties are called “parties”. like where is the beer? who wants to pop bottles? why isn’t barack playing pong with me? did Romney just roll a joint? nobody knows