Joel: I can’t see anything that I don’t like about you.
Clementine: But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I’ll get bored with you and feel trapped because that’s what happens with me.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, 2004 (dir. Michel Gondry)
A man with OCD recites a poem about his one true love. It’s heartbreaking.
To everyone who ever said “I have OCD” just because they’re organized, tidy, super clean, meticulous…this is what OCD looks like.
How about we stop using that term so lightly.
I don’t care how many times I’ve reblogged this
im in a perpetual struggle between the two