Ostensibly So.

I woke up to a really long note from B. It was about You.

"Maybe you're just subconsciously trying to justify your feelings for him. Because your rational mind has already rejected him.

Our eyes can see things which our brain may not register. So you can technically stop at that page without knowing that you intended to.

You have the free will to reject ____ instead of feeling helplessly bound to him.

I mean, seriously, he's a sad sod who has to fish for _____ ,

who likes to show off when he knows nothing;

act smart when he's actually a clueless himbo.

Do you really think destiny would've been so cruel as to pair you - someone who is smart, kind, charitable, big-hearted and level-headed - with a walking cesspool of humanity like him?

He doesn't know the real you.

He doesn't know the intelligent you who knows almost everything, who reads voraciously and devours politics with a passion.

He doesn't see the Mich that we know - who doesn't tolerate nonsense, who could chew off someone's head if she chooses to; who's sharp, witty and quirky.

No, no. All he sees is the Mich who giggles uncontrollably at whatever he says . She has to hold her tongue and pretend to be a bimbo so as not to betray her intellect because she wants to make him feel good about himself.

This is an illusion and you know it. He's never going to be smarter nor better than you are.

You deserve better, Mich.

Forget him."