Is it so wrong to want to feel needed, to want to...
I want a friend . . .
I want a cute friend that will hug me when I’m sad, listen to me when I’m scared and lonely, share their secrets with, stalk cute guys with me, share dinner with, watch movies with me, spend hours on the phone laughing at our stupidity, But most of all, I want a friend I can rely on to be there when shit gets hard and know that I’ll be there for them as well. If only :/