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I Miss My Stupid Boyfriend.

A weird, whiny note to come back on, I realize this. But it’s almost Valentine’s day and he’s terminally gone, as am I, because of work and real life things and we see each other maybe an hour or so every few days to a week and the messed up thing is it’s only likely to get worse.

I get that normal is entirely subjective, and bemoaning my abnormal life would just lead to the question of what a normal life actually is these days but I think there’s part of me that needs more stability than what I’ve got now. It’s never going to happen, but it’s nice to think about.