That's Pretty Much Emily

Did I mention that I’m in a dying mood? I’ve been single for almost a year now, and I find my self missing that major douche. What am I kidding, he was the best thing that ever happened to me and I’m never going to be able to let go. Maybe I just miss the concept, this best friend as a boyfriend thing. Someone to talk to about stuff, cuddle with when you feel sick, and kiss to let them know that they mean the world. Too bad the only boys I’m ever around are way nerdy, too snobby, or stuck obsessing over other girls when I’m secretly right there, and I’m what they ask for. Maybe Elijah Kanavel’s right, I am perfect. Maybe I’m just really gross. Why the fuck else would I get dumped all the time? I. Need. To. Move. On.