dealbreaker:

You’re Imaginary

You are GREAT, ok? It’s not like you’re not amazing, that’s not the problem. You’re smart, you’re sensitive, you’re caring, you’re HOT (haha, sorry I had to say it!), you know how to cook, you give me space when I need it, your friends are cool, you can always make me laugh, you’re a humanitarian but you’re not pious or obnoxious about it, you’re amazing in bed (seriously, where did you learn that), you’re in amazing shape yet you aren’t a crazy gym fanatic who takes weird supplements and has creepy veins, and best of all, you genuinely seem to LOVE me. Literally the only problem with you is that I’m imagining you. What gives you the right to not exist? Ugh, TYPICAL.

UGH, so it doesn’t count if they’re imaginary? damn…. dealbreaker

(sorry mom for the picture)