and they all love handsome attractive young men who don’t actually give a shit about anything but whats in their pants. but then theres me, who just wants to fall hopelessly in love with the girl of his dreams for better or for worse.
why cant i wake up next to someone every morning and tell them how much they mean to me? why can’t i have that ): like that’s all that i want. not because im lonely, and not because im horny. but because im legitimately fucking broken and i need someone to mend this broken shell of a person ive become.