I want a boyfriend. A boyfriend who comes over in the middle of the night to see me, cause waiting till the morning takes too long. I wanna be able to lay on the ground with him, as we do nothing but listen to Ed Sheeran. Farting in front of each other would become cute, not awkward.. cause awkward moments don’t exist with us. We’d be perfectly comfortable around each other. We would become a part of each others family…each others lives. For fun, we’d write songs together, and then record them to share with the world. We would be romantic, but also, goofy. We would go shopping and try on all the weird clothes just to laugh, and take ugly pictures cause it’s more fun that way. We would be so close. So…I take that back. I don’t JUST wan’t a boyfriend. I wan’t a boyfriend I could be best friends with.

But for now, i guess I’m okay. Actually…I’m more than okay. I’m extremely happy with my life! I already have a best friend! My prince will come. It may not be tomorrow but I can wait. I’ll keep living. I’ll fart, write songs, be goofy, take ugly pictures, and wear weird clothes all with my best friend… I’m finding that ‘Plan B’ is not so bad.