As a 20 year old, who is incredibly excited to put together her new computer desk in her college apartment, I feel this so hard
She was a fighter. She really was. I’ve watched people tear her down, and then ask for her help. And she would help them. She would spend hours helping them. I’ve always admired and hated that part of her.
we go to an aquarium. you point out all the fish you like. i jump in the tank and attempt to fight them to win your affection
But then you pick the shark, the god damn apex predator of the ocean. I go in there and try to fight it anyways. I fucking lose though because its a mother fucking shark and instead the shark wins your affection and you two end up getting married. That was 6 years ago and now whenever im on facebook I see how happy you are with your shark husband and shark children. I often think to myself that I never should have fought that shark but then I look and see how happy you are and realize, I wouldn’t change a thing.