Being in love: Difficulty. As in you´re gonna end up fighting more than half the time, then the next like nothing ever happened at all. Spending one moment crying yourself to sleep, then the next non-stop laughter. Then full frustration, next filled with joy. Some moments talking about what great future you two have planned ahead, then the next with no future at all. When you feel like you’ve completely given up, but you can’t let go.


Half the time you´re so damn sure of what it is then the next you absolutely have no clue anymore. Half of us will pretend like it’s the perfect little thing. But really, it’s the most unperfect thing there could ever be.


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