There is usually a Marxist moment in every relationship, the moment when it becomes clear that love is reciprocated. The way it is resolved depends on the balance between self-love and self-hatred. If self-hatred gains the upper hand, then the one who has received love will declare that the beloved (on some excuse or other) is not good enough for them (not good enough by virtue of associating with no-goods). But if self-love gains the upper hand, both partners may accept that seeing their love reciprocated is not proof of how low the beloved is, but of how lovable they have themselves turned out to be.
i’m right on top of that rose.
This was one of my favorite songs when I was five. (Funny, isn’t it?)
What a delightful cover.
J: What's Gretchen's number? She is the only one I know who saw me on Saturday, and I need to talk to her.
C: haha... what did you do?
J: I can't find my girlfriend's car...