You know what I want, more than anything in the world? I want someone to freely fall head-over-heels for me. I don't want sick, clingy crap, but I want someone who would honestly be devastated if I flew off the face of this earth. Someone who will tell me everything and anything and be my continuous partner in crime.
Let's take our good friends Dane and June. They are one hundred percent perfect for each other and not stupid about it. They have this effortless love.
They are fabulous.
They are extremely lucky.
All I want~and I don't think it's a huge request~is for somebody who'll always be there for me. I'm sick of relying on people who have other people who are more important in their lives. And that's what kills me the most. Short of the one who played a part in giving me life, I cannot think of one guy that would count me in on his Top Five priority list.
Well...okay, there's maybe one. Nate. But he has made it abundantly clear that he'd rather bash his piano in with a sledgehammer than affix a significant other to himself, so there's that.
June, June, June. I would kill/maim/burn my shoe collection to have what you've got going.
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