my sister proposed to her girlfriend last night and she keeps making jokes about being engayged
You have reblogged in your personal blog a post that caught my attention. It said how easy it is to love someone when they’re happy and not that easy when they’re not doing well. You apologised and said you knew it wasn’t easy to be loved in your downs as in your ups.
I disagree. One is loved regardless of their own emotions. How people react to your mood might vary, but the underlying love is constant. People don’t get to love less when the other person is hurting. If anything, it makes the other feel sad for their hurting lover/friend/etc. and want to fix whatever’s messing things up.
You’re lovable all the time. You’re a beautiful person. You’re amazing and kind and make my heart race. But when you’re down, that doesn’t make me love you any less. It makes me want to punch in the gut whoever convinced you there was something wrong in feeling and in being sad. It makes me want to shield you from all ill and evil there is out there. It makes me feel the urge to cradle you between my arms and rock you to sleep. But it doesn’t make me love you any less.
I love you, and that’s all there is to it — an affirmation; no conditions.
so today at work I cleaned this old man’s golf clubs and I thought he was getting his wallet out of his bag but instead he pulls out this giant plastic target bag of yellow plums. he tipped us in yellow plums. he told us not to tell anyone we had these and I looked them up because they were so good and these plums are illegal in the US. I got tipped in illegally imported plums.