Diese Perfektionen der anderen, lassen dich noch mehr an dir selbst zweifeln. Sie ist wunderschön, diese Perfektion.
He knew I had such an awful day yesterday, the worst day I’ve had in a long time, so he got me flowers. And it was just so unexpected, because 13 months isnt very special, and I would have never thought he would just buy me flowers spontaneously like that… It’s such a nice way of saying “hey, I love you and care about you and I’m sorry I wasn’t there to make your day all better” I don’t know. I’m so hard to love, and I can be such a mess. And, it makes people so uncomfortable, it makes people flinch, it makes people stay away because “she is not okay” and “something is wrong with her” And it’s nice to know someone can love your mess. It’s nice to know someone can love you, even when you scream and tight your fists and drop to the ground and cry so loud your voice is gone. It’s nice to know someone can love you, no matter how bad you get.
