someone once told me, “everybody comes into a relationship with baggage. you can either trip over each other’s stuff, or unpack it together” and that really hit me.
the right person will help you unpack
i’m never going to experience the same type of happiness i felt during these years and i’m not even joking like you really wouldn’t understand unless you were there 😭
being sentimentalist is so embarrassing why am I always crying at the happiest moments like oh my friend just blew out their birthday candles and I'm in the corner thinking about the passage of time and how we'll never be this young again