sometimes i feel like the only person in the world who is impressed by what i do and genuinely wants to know about it/cares about it is my boyfriend.
his support is honestly the best thing i’ve ever come across. honestly, though. he gives me hope and will go days without seeing me simply because i hole myself away to finish something. he doesn’t mind it. he knows i’ll always be there.
it’s just surprising to me, at times. that’s all. it’s weird because my mum didn’t have that support, and so i thought that it just wasn’t something people did.
i was so wrong.
it’s amazing.
i love you, my lion. my muse. <3