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I'm feeling profound, it'd be best to stop reading...now.

Healthy, functional relationships. What.A.Rarity. I can talk shit all day long about how being single is so cool and I don't have to share things and I can listen to all the Taylor Swift I want and not know who I will find in my bed next week. But. But. You healthy relationship people. You're lucky, I tell you. Do you know how lucky you are? How rare you've got it? Do you? Someone always has your back. And you don't have to wonder what you're going to do on a random free Saturday afternoon, do you? I bet you get coffee made for you in the morning, you Healthy Relationshippers!

I'm tempted to begin referring to you and your crazy, I've-got-my-shit-together sub-group as HR, but I will not. No, I won't, don't worry.

So you're lucky. Someone having your back and respecting your opinions and loving you despite your drunken in-poor-taste-comment to that sketchy girl last week. Someone will walk you home at night, will be your plus one, will kiss you and mean it.