When you really like another person, you do not try to alter them into your idea of a perfect person. Youacceptthem for that they absolutely are, imperfections and all.
You welcome them right into your imperfect life, you accept their marked, flawed spirit, youassistthem with their heavy psychological travel suitcases, you love their split heart and also you love them with every one of your being.
No oneis safe from thissavagery
