God, I’m so glad I’ve met you. You were one of those girls who swiped right months after I did. Your profile had date reviews on it, you’re hilarious, and (the most important part of Tinder) you’re gorgeous.
How could anyone resist? I know I couldn’t.
You’re so free. You’re so brave. You’re so god damn cool in an unfamiliar environment. You have a solid head on your shoulders.
I really like your music and your jokes and your smile- your smile is so god damn infectious.
I’ve never met someone who’s so humble and knows themselves so well. You’re unafraid, you’re spontaneous. This letter drones on and I can’t run out of good things to say about you.
But here’s a negative, since we’re on the topic of pros and cons: you’re too nice. Consider it a backhanded compliment, but when a friend gives you every reason to drop them, you press on hoping you can change them.
I was just like you once and I promise it’s a soul-crushing pursuit. But you’ll feel that out on your own, it’s nothing you don’t already know.
Everything summed up: you intimidate me greatly and, trust me, I know what I’m worth. I’m a straw dog seeking shelter in your stone house.