When you find yourself enjoying something like cooking you start to wonder if it means you’re weak or a bad feminist. You have to question every natural desire you have and wonder if you truly enjoy the thing or if you are just conditioned to like it.
She’ll always sympathize with you, but at the same time, she keeps it real.
I love you means never having to say, “you can have the last slice if you want.”
It doesn’t matter if we get hurt along the way. It’s normal. We are human beings. We fear, we cry, we stumble and fall, but we may stand up and continue.
After a year of being fully broken up, my ex-boyfriend and I started talking again, and it’s clear that things have changed.