For starters, I’m not saying I’m a bad person, I’m just not that good either. So, two things have caused me to really reflect on my behavior and morals. The first was this TV show I’m watching called The Good Place on Netflix, although now that I’m on season 2 I’m not so worried. The second one is just being around my boyfriend, in general. I’ve already said that he’s a gentlemen but, like, he’s so much more. All the other gentlemen out there would quiver under his shadow and he probably doesn’t think that. He’s so kind and just genuinely wants to help everyone. I’d always wondered if he was always like that and when I met his parents, I realized he’d learned it from them. Even though his parents could jokingly pick at him like most do, they’d still stop and ask with utmost respect to “Please open that door for me,” like they were using manners out at a restaurant. My family woulda just nudged their head to the door and I woulda just opened it. Simple as that. But no, he’s hella nice cuz he accepted those teachings from his parents instead of just throwing them out the window and even now that he’s older and he knows he doesn’t have to be so nice, he still chooses to do everything he can to help everyone.
How is it that someone as nice as him, is with someone as cynical as me? Okay, I’m not that bad, but still.