I used to think love was a neurochemical con job but then I fell in love and now I have to figure out how to live as a piece of a whole instead of as one
The collective user base aging is so apparent here because all the comments are like “god I love my s/o so frickin MUCH” and that’s so wholesome and I feel like if I made this post in like 2016 I’d get a bunch of angsty teens telling me that love is a lie
