When I say, “I love you,” it’s not because I want you or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You’re a hell of a person.
do you ever like have a name totally ruined for you because you knew some asshole with that name and now no matter the person’s own virtues they have to get over this huge hurdle which is their name