dear eddie,
i guess i love you or whatever. like… not in a super dramatic way, just in a “you’re kinda there and i don’t hate it” way. which is basically the same thing, right?
you’re not perfect (obviously), but i’ve decided that’s fine. your jokes are mid, your timing is questionable, and you definitely take too long to reply sometimes. but somehow, i still look forward to talking to you. which is inconvenient, honestly.
i like the way you exist. not in a poetic “your eyes are galaxies” way -
sometimes you’re annoying. sometimes you’re confusing. but most of the time, you’re just… eddie. and that’s kind of my favorite thing.
so yeah. this is my very underwhelming declaration that i care about you. a lot. probably more than i should. but don’t let it go to your head.
anyway.
i love you.
i guess. 💌
stake: blost3