I guess I never thought love was something that was possible for me for one reason or another. Not to be a super white girl but it’s true that “we accept the love that we think we deserve” and sometimes that blinds us of accepting love. Not just romantic either, I mean from family, from friends, all of it. And that can be a really hard thing to deal with and something I did deal with for quite some time. This summer changed that for me when I met my boyfriend. If it’s true that we accept the love that we think we deserve then I really don’t deserve him. Jon is everything you could want in a friend, a partner, a confidant, anything and one of the few people who can make me genuinely happy about the world and even of myself. Having him visit this weekend was magical and I just want to scream from the rooftops how great he is. This posts will mostly fall on deaf ears but that’s alright and to whoever reads this, I hope you all find your Jon. And when you do, hang on tight and tell him how much you love him and of course write really sappy tumblr posts about him. So in closing, talenteddrunk, you’re great and I love you.