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feel like i’m always between breaking up with her or giving her a set of my apartment keys. i literally went into a hardware store today to get my keys copied to give to her this weekend. the only reason i didn’t is because they didn’t have any designs that i felt were cute enough for her so i left and started looking up home depots because they always have a wider selection. i’m determined to find one with a pooh bear on it. that’s her thing. sigh. i really do love her. but i also start thinking im possibly difficult to be with. it’s possible i expect too much or have a specific way of doing things that i’d want my person to just do, or just be. i don’t know. that feels fucked up. (i deeply miss training submissives.) photo: texting one of my best friends. one of two friends that are in relationships that i deeply respect. coincidentally they are both married.