A cousin of mine once told me that she couldn't fathom loving someone after smelling what they did in the bathroom...(POOP)I replied to her. "Well I've walked into the bathroom after my parents have used the bathroom numerous times and I never let that stop me from loving them..."
From that point on that convo came to personify both literally and metaphorically what "real love" means to me...In my opinion if you're "in love" with someone then you are willing to put up with their shit (not necessarily all of their shit...but enough).
I agree....not that I should have to all the time but thats true love
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