Anon

my man isn't acting right, so I'm going to watch season 1 of Heartstopper to remind me of what love is meant to feel like

I’ve spent years being ridiculed for my wealth in knowledge, it being so little. I have smarts in other places, technology comes easy and music theory is a breeze. When it comes to math, English and science, however, I’m not so smart. I’ve cried and cried over it, trying to change and become better and smarter, trying to catch up over the years I’ve missed to a crappy childhood. But I realised. I’m kind and thoughtful, I’m honesty and shameful. I find beauty in every human I meet so it doesn’t really matter how smart I am. As long as I have people around me willing to explain in a kind voice, then I don’t have to be smart