It’s absurd how you refuse to come see me after a workout because you think I might find you unattractive. You need to understand that I love you most when you’re in an old sweatshirt, humming to yourself and pouring vanilla milk for me, because that’s how I want you. I want you exactly as you are. I want you for your stubbornness and for your unsatisfiable desire to learn things. I want you for all the hours you spend your nose buried in DC comics. I want you exactly as you are. Nothing you do could make me love you any less.
trying to make a situation better but ending up making it worse like
flirting with your crush like
Telling me I’m not allowed to be sad because there are other people out there who have it worse is like telling me I can’t be happy because other people have it better
My activity spikes every Wednesday because of this post
always reblog on a wednesday, that’s the rule.
Dammit its Wednesday and I would have been rethinking scrolling past this all day if I didn’t reblog