Sometimes I think about breaking up with him. This long distance thing is just too hard and it would be easy to just not. But then I start to imagine a world where I can’t call my best friend and tell him about the new socks I bought and I literally can’t handle that universe either. So I choose the lesser of the evils and I stay. Because I love him with every bone and every ligament in my body. Every blood vessel and every intrail. He’s mine and I’m his and even though our situation absolutely 100% sucks. I wouldn’t trade the most ideal situation with anyone else.