| I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of
them no one else gets to see. Like if you saw them crying in their bed
at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as
they make a sandwich. Even if they were really weird and had no
friends at school, I think, after seeing them at their most
vulnerable, you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them
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