holy fucking shit, i adore him. i don’t know how he does it, but he manages to ground me through this fucking dire year of hell, even though we haven’t seen each other since january.
(an update for the 0 of you that care: nothing has changed because country border shut downs mean that we still cant meet)
i’ve flown off the handle, had breakdowns, cried my heart out, had days of lying there and doing nothing, suffered panic attacks, and all though it, he’s been there to poke me and tease me and love me.
he’s not perfect - he can be insensitive and mean and stubborn, but we fit in a way that i’ve never felt with anyone else and -
i think this is it. i think he’s the one.