I honestly do not know what I want anymore. This year is the time that I'm finally putting myself first.
Yes, I would love to have a boyfriend... I want someone to come home to, someone to cuddle with, someone to make dinner and watch movies with, but more than anything, I want to be happy. Whether that be with or without someone. I love meeting new people, and being single, but at the same time, I want that person to just goof off with and be 100% myself around. Moving forward, I'm going to do what's best for me, and see where it takes me. So far, it's been pretty rad, and it's not even the end of January.
I am fucking fabulous.
It's a shame I forgot about that until now.
