I decided on you, don’t you get that? I decided on you. I don’t want to go fucking other people and then walk around feeling thrilled and then sad, or empty, or whatever. I like the smell of your hair, and I like the sound of your voice, and I fucking decided on you.
If you don’t think space is the tightest shit then you’re wrong
Every relationship is messed up. What makes it perfect is if you still want to be there when thing gets hard.