imagine being Jung and thinking that this Freud guy is really smart and you like discussing philosophy/psychology with him but the more you get to know him the more you realise he never stops talking about dicks and he’s actually pretty weird and not as wise as you originally thought but you’re friends now so even if you disagree w him on some things you’re gonna still hang out, except you can’t deal w it anymore bc he’s started saying he doesn’t trust you bc he thinks you want him to be your new dad and he’s scared you’re going to murder him
i really can’t say i do













