there's that one saying.

I've thought about it a lot, and though I'm not really like, "Woo, perfect, girl, you go for it!!" about the whole couple thing (like i talk like that ever), I'm always going to tell you to do what you want. It's your life and you should do what you want with it, same as I would. All of us have our own responsibility to find our happiness. Nobody can really predict what that will look like, so we need to try things, search, learn, and grow into happy.

I wish you two luck, like I'd wish any couple. Honestly, you probably shouldn't take my opinion to heart too greatly, because I don't really believe in love; I mean, I do but my beliefs about it are kind of weird and skewed. I don't believe in the traditional equation of man+woman and idea of them vs. the world. I believe love has been made small and boxed up to fit into a society that desires separation, distance, cold shells. And, if lots of marriages end up broken, could it possibly not be the highest form of relationship? I don't know.

But I believe in community. In group. In finding the people you like and sticking with them. I believe in our house with "fuck you" stenciled on the wall and warm people sprawled out on the mismatched couches. I'd like someone to cuddle with and talk to, just the same as you do, but I don't believe that a man is the only one who can fit that spot. I believe in platonic partnership, friendship, fluffy dogs, too. I believe in comfortable. In "John, rawr!" kinds of kisses. In sharing. In sticking together. I believe in love, I guess, in my own backwards way.

You guys are doing what normal people are supposed to do, I'm the one who's kind of crazy and off.

... This post wasn't really supposed to be about me, I swear.

Anyway, I don't know if I think you two are great together or anything like that, but he's nice and average and even, so it couldn't really go bad, like terribly, right? Sure, there's always potential for a broken heart or loneliness, but I hear people get those things a lot; the common cold of emotions, people walking around with them on any street, any day. It's fine as long as you remember happy is waiting, as long as you remember how to be fine as "I," as "me," instead of "we." Does that make sense? 

Well, it's not my business anyway!

Let's be friends, I'm working on being sweeter.