I don't want him to "take care of me."
I don't want him to shower me with gifts. I don't want him to buy me expensive chocolate. I don't want him to treat me like a princess. I don't want him to constantly tell me he loves me. I don't want him to give me flowers. I don't want him to try to change for me. I don't want him to call me Cutie. I want him to be my best friend. I want him to split the bill with me. I want him to share some common interests with me. I want him to know that I make him feel good about himself. I want him to accept me for who I am. I want him to laugh at my absurd jokes. I want him to know that I love him. I want him to call me by my real name. Today I might be single. Tomorrow will probably be the same. But that doesn't mean I'm ugly. It just means I'm busy. I'm a confident individual. It will happen soon. Right now, I'm just trying to find where I fit in. I hate Valentine's Day. I hope he does, too. I don't like how we're expected to fit a "mold." Holidays are like that for a lot of people. Some people just get hit harder than others. If you get flowers and chocolate, that's a wonderful feeling. Some enjoy it. Others don't. And I don't want to wear a crown on my head. Again, personal preferences. If you love yourself, then everyone else will love you, too. And that is how you find your future boyfriend.
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