For almost three years now I’ve been “romantically involved” (that’s how they call it, right?) with this guy. Our age difference makes him question our relationship sometimes, and even though we’re in an openminded environment, I know that being the older one must be hard for him.
If only I could meet his friends, they’d see I’m not your average twenty year old. This photo illustrates what our relationship has looked like in the past couple of months: bite marks and tears. I’ll wait for him for as long as he needs to think about us, but being in this powerless position agitates me from time to time. After crying, taking a photo seemed like the only way to regain control over the situation.