You can tell so much about a person by the way they leave you.
My desires in a relationship have changed over time. I no longer want someone who promises to always love me and never leave me, I need someone who understands that life happens and sometimes things don’t work out. I don’t want someone who sugar coats things and never gets angry with me, I need someone to tell me how it really is and put me in my place. I need to be able to go five hours without talking to you and not feel lost or incomplete. I am complete without you. But with you, I want to be so much better. I want to be stronger with you. I want us to grow together and help each other grow individually. I don’t need you, but I really fucking want you. And this may not work out, but the fact that you understand all of this and this how our relationship works, makes me think we’ve got a pretty good shot.
"Is their a friend whose literally correcting you’re grammar nonstop?" If that sentence made you want to die because there’s no way you can fix it, you might have Grammar Pedantry Syndrome, a type of OCD.
This gave me a headache
uh oh i think i just self diagnosed myself
"Is there a friend who literally corrects your grammar nonstop?"
I fixed it.
All I wanted was to receive the love I gave.
How weird it is to think I used to not know of your existence. I somehow lived my life without ever knowing you were a person. Once we met though, god I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since. It’s hard to imagine I used to be able to live my life without you consuming my head with thoughts.
i had a crush on this guy and i decided to pull a Pavlov on him by offering him whenever i saw him this brand of candy he seemed to really like and after a while whenever he saw me he got excited for a second then you could see his expression shift to wondering the why the hell was he so happy to see me and i swear it was the evilest thing but also the most hilarious i made a guy like me by conditioning him into associating me to a candy he liked
Destroy the idea that your significant other “completes” you. You’re already complete, you’re just sharing how fucking radical you are on an intimate level with someone else.
Don’t confuse my personality with my attitude. My personality is who I am. My attitude depends on who you are.