The stuff that dreams are made of

at times I feel like I miss a man in my life

I look at those fantastic men in films and think “wow, why can’t I have one of them? it would be so perfect, and wonderful”

then I look at real men, or just guys here and there, in my class specially… no way. 

I have the awkward feeling I won’t get a family and I’ll die alone . 

it’s so fuckin depressing, better go to sleep