Dear diary,
You know, you ever expect a guy to come and expect everything to be okay?
A typical fairy tail, I mean fairy tale (my otaku is showing lol)
I don't fucking know
I mean Dan's great, I don't like him in you know a romantic way.
Though like Cate kept on teasing me.
I wanted to be like swept off my feet and if I fall in love maybe I'll feel, I don't know, complete?
Argh, it's so dumb
But you know now that I think about it, I'm kinda lucky.
I'm finacially well off, have a functional family, good friends.
And Pari brought up something today
She told me to go to therapy, but like I don't want to?
I mean I like things the way they are because honestly I have friends now.
I don't want to be fat again.
