Frick Me.

Romance is unfortunate.

I cannot get over how much I want it and despise it all at the same time. I want the stories. I don't actually want it to happen to me. When it happens to me...that means that it is over.

I want to be with someone who smells like salt water and clean laundry. They must be warm. They must be able to pick me up and spin me around.

WHY OH WHY must I keep going back to this one kid that I went on one date with...?!? There is something about him that just makes me want to be with someone. All I want is someone like him because I can tell that there is something else to him than what people see. But I have completely ruined it. I gave him one too many crappy CDs. But oh dear goodness do I want that boy sometimes. I feel like he makes me a better me. I felt intelligent, special, and kind of cool.

But there goes everything. He is gone and there goes that chance.

I would really like to find someone like him, though. Please?

I'll have to write some great stories about this...