Dear Boys of the World,
I just want you to know, I don’t expect you to be perfect. I don’t want you to give up your friends for me or to spend a ton of money on me.
I’ll care if you forget something important, but I’m not going to be passive aggressive about it. I want you to watch your dorky shows and play your video games as long as you don’t care that I’ll never be good at them.
I want you to fight with me. I don’t want you and me to be perfect. I want you to challenge me and call me out on my bullshit when I need to be called out… As long as you know I’ll call you on yours.
I know I’m not perfect. I’m mean in public and I don’t want you to hold my hand all the time. I want sex more than I’d ever want to admit and sometimes I’ll feel like throttling you. And I’ll tell you. I like Harry Potter far too much and I cry every time I see Dobby die. I’m way too honest about important things and way to scared to be honest about little things.
I don’t want you to be perfect. I mean it.
I just want you to take the fucking time to get to know me, for once.
I’m worth it.