I would like to take this moment to say: I am single. I don’t have a boyfriend. Or a girlfriend. I am not married and I have no semblance or any type of signigicant other.
But I have a job I like with a fancy title. I live in a home I like and I’m figuring out my car situation.
I do what I want and I have a lot people in my life who care about me.
I don’t live an exciting life but I’m happy.
There are times, like when I have super awkward sunburn marks from awkwardly trying to put sunscreen on myself, when I think a boyfriend would be nice.
But it’s not that important to me. Not as important as my years of romcom watching would suggest.
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