How bugs feel: When I was about 5/6 my mom and stepdad bought my sister and I bikes for Easter. After church they were like “do you wanna learn how to ride them? ” And I was like? ? ? Duh? ? I had finally gotten the hang of it and I was riding around the circle showing off, and my mom was like “say cheese” so I look over at her for a second and I FUCKING RAM INTO A CAR AT FULL SPEED. A parked car that I didn’t even see, like at all, so I just rammed into this car and I fell off my bike and I was crying and all I could think about was “this must be how bugs feel” like they’re flying around living life and then SPLAT. Looking back that was my first existential crisis
It might sound cliché, however it’s true that if it’s meant to be, it will certainly be. When you’re with the wrong person, something is going to go wrong, be it your anxiousness or anything else.
Nevertheless, when you’re with the best individual, that’s a connection made to last. Not even your own mind might tear that apart.
