So should you resign yourself to being with someone you're quite attracted to, mostly compatible with, and pretty comfortable around, is that compromising what you wanted in the first place? And if you do stay with that person in the hopes of it becoming something "real", is it fair to put that pressure on them? And is it fair on yourself? But if you don't ever expect anything more from them, aren't you selling out?
And if you would rather wait for a deeper, better someone to come along, how long will you wait? Is there really such a thing as a perfect match? Should you aim to find a person who's just like you and understands you, or just accept that everyone is different so "close enough" should just be good enough for you?
Is it compromising, or growing up? Maybe they're the same thing.
And why the hell am I thinking about this stuff at the ripe old age of twenty? GOSH.
This inane babbling brought to you by: caffeine and procrastination! As usual.
P.S. Holy shit I have been alive for TWENTY YEARS









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