love isn’t just about how someone makes you feel... its also about how they refuse to make you feel. it’s about how carefully they handle the parts of themselves that could hurt you. there’s something beautiful about loving someone enough to consider them, even in moments when it would be easier to only consider yourself.
do you ever wonder if something is fucking wrong with you because people you went to school with seem to do the marriage, kids and family pipeline seemingly so easily while you on the other hand are so picky and particular about who you date and/or let into your life???



















