realistically the space under my bed is very small so if a monster did in fact live there it would have to also be very small
it would be some kind of baby monster
i would have to look after it
Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment that makes you think, “I just really love you”
Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone despite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, love is seeing the darkness in somebody and defying the impulse to jump ship.