waaaaaa
god, i am reminded, yet again, of how badly i want a boyfriend, and relationship experiences.
but i suppose i don't want it *that* badly because i'm still discerning in my choices, and haven't jumped for the first schmoe to call me regularly.
so today i'm just mopey. my tummy is rumbly, my head is achy, my mouth is pouty, my limbs are shaky, and i just wanna be blue and entertain extreme fantasies of someone whisking me away, professing their undying love, promising to never leave my side, outlining their dreams of raising children with me, and a bevy of associated nonsense.
yeah.