If she’s too good for you, my god, don’t leave her. Make an effort to be good enough instead.
I can’t leave you. You’re the only person I love on Mondays and I fucking hate everyone on Mondays. I can’t give that up.
I think she’s special. She doesn’t need anyone. Like that’s the thing. Even if we were together, she wouldn’t really belong to me. She doesn’t belong to anything. She’s off in her own world…
If we’re dating, you can have your freedom… You’re not my prisoner. Just stay loyal and be honest. That’s all I ask.
I am very sad and I feel more miserable than I can say, and I do not know how far I’ve come. I do not know what to do or what to think, but vehemently desire to leave this place.
Q:you're gonna be alright, peaks and valleys, it'll be ok
Thanks for the reassurance I really dig that metaphor
Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together.
You think you have mastered it, but just as you get well underway in following, it turns a back somersault and there you are. It slaps you in the face, knocks you down, and tramples upon you. It is like a bad dream.
you’d think that by now things would be going better not even more shitty than before
today has been a really good day for no particular reason that im actually motivated to do stuff and get my work done like wow this is great
i just need to get my shit together