A Mutual Addiction

We don’t talk enough about how part of Jane falling for Bingley is that he thinks Elizabeth is DOPE AS SHIT and openly loves hanging out with her. Cute nice boy has taken Netherfield at last? Great! Cute nice boy who would legitimately be super stoked if Elizabeth ended up being a spinster aunt who lived with them and taught their children to embroider their cushions very ill indeed as long as she kept laying down sick burns? MARRIAGE MATERIAL.

#i mean Bingley genuinely LIKES Darcy#they’re a classic combo of golden retriever and aloof dignified cat#so of course golden retriever Bingley is going to meet Elizabeth and go YES GOOD A NEW CAT FRIEND#DARCY COME MEET MY NEW CAT FRIEND#Darcy: HISSS#Elizabeth: HISSS#Bingley: SEE WE’RE FRIENDS

I’ve always been interested in people, but I’ve never liked them.

Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don’t know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn’t you. That isn’t you at all.

I can’t be shaken anymore, by anyone. I’ve got to that point in my life that if you’re not a good person, and you can’t make me feel good with love and life, then f#@k off, basically.