Someone sweet who cares about me and my well being. Someone reliable who I can count on to be around when I need them. Someone who I can just be around and not have to really say anything. As for looks, there’s nothing really specific I would say.

Yes, I do, and I’m thinking about him. A lot. Which makes me happy.

I’ve contemplated it many times, but in the end I’ve always decided that I just want to be me as I was born for the most part. I considered someday getting my nose done, I often lament my butt but always in the end I realize that I look pretty good the way I am.

I was young and naive and a bit insensitive, too. I was afraid of relationships.

If it’s in the context of a romantic relationship, I’d like to just sleep in a bed with him without having to do anything. Just lay there and take a nap with him. If it’s platonically, I’m not sure really. Any act of sweetness holds the same weight for me.

Not yet, but I hope soon enough.

A very special boy. Rather than hugging it was more like he put his arm around me to keep me warm since it was FUCKING FREEZING but really, same diff right? But if you’re talking about actual hugs, some drunk girl at the party I was at last night.

Becoming emotionally unavailable and placing the romantic feelings they have for someone outside of the relationship over their feelings for me. Also kissing, making out, sex and all that.

No. I’ve only been in one ‘relationship’ and that didn’t last for any substantial amount of time, at least not time long enough to get cheated on.

Yes, that’s me. But I’m not like a Christian-y virgin or a sex-is-gross-boys-are-gross virgin. I’ve just never liked anybody enough to want to have sex with them.