we make lists in our mind of things we want in a lover — brown hair, dimples, a book lover and a dreamer, a chef and a writer. this and that, that and this. it's all bullshit. people aren't lists; people come in packages we never expect. if you think you know what you want, you're fooling yourself. nobody truly knows what they want until it's right in front of them.
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ellie's truths
Sonstigesstuff i wish i had realized about the real world a long time ago.
