Person: “So, who you gonna kiss under the mistletoe?”
Me: “Oh, actually, I’m single so…yeah.”
Person: “So, who you gonna kiss at midnight on new years?”
Me: “Yeah, I’m uh, still single so…”
Person: “So, who’s gonna be your Valentine?”
Me: ”I’M FUCKING SINGLE! GET IT INTO YOUR FUCKING HEAD! I’M GOING TO GROW OLD ALONE EXCEPT FOR MY PLETHORA OF CATS!”
to be there whenever I need them, to understand why I’m upset.
to walk into my life and not fucking leave.