Posted: April 2, 2013 by Thought Catalog in Miscellaneous

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My boyfriend doesn’t exist. He’s basically a sad, twee amalgam of Sufjan Stevens and Jim Halpert. He wears clothing from Frank & Oak and smiles serenely while my mother talks his ear off. He spends a lot of time writing in journals and remixing alt-J tracks. He wears glasses but isn’t a martyr about it. When we watch my favorite childhood movies he has the decency to look away when my ugly cry kicks in. On Sundays we go for brunch at Turning Point then take his German Shepherd (Ferdinand) for a walk in the park. (I’m not much of a dog person but for him I could work). He doesn’t judge me for never making it through Anna Karenina even though all his favorite authors are Russian. There’s a collection of model planes from his childhood set up in his living room. As for a career? Something inscrutable like…

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