I’ve really got to stop watching romantically fuelled tv shows and movies.
They are incredibly ridiculous, but I really enjoy them.
Although they are fictional, they still make me question the want/need for male presence in my life. 

I’m incredibly happy with being nineteen and single, and even living alone.
It’s just some days there’s this familiar feeling that creeps up and makes me wish I had that person you can call at any time for company.
The one where you can spend an entire night just laying on the floor listening to records, or call in the middle of the night just because you’re lonely.

Sick being a girl.