Lover boy is busy with his own life at the moment and I have nothing better to do then ramble about myself for a bit. I’m a very feminine girl, dresses and makeup, the whole shabang. And if you haven’t picked up on it, I’m a hopeless romantic who until recently thought chivalry and all gentlemen were dead. I mean John Greene and Nicola Yoon are my favorite authors for goodness sakes. The reason I said until recently is because lover boy is trying to prove me wrong and honestly I’m quite happy about it. I thought I would die alone because the men of these generations are not up to my standards but I feel he is. Anyways enough about him, he’s all I ever talk about anymore. Well he is the most interesting thing in my life at the moment. My depression has become worse recently, sometimes I find it hard to get out of bed but I’m forced because of virtual school. I take several naps just to make it through the day and even when I’m awake I’m still exhausted. I’ve been really numb to emotions for several months now, but I’ve found a new source of happiness. I’ve smiled and laughed recently. I’m currently reading Girls of July and it’s pretty good. I wish I knew which country lover boy was in so I could start filling out my paperwork to study abroad. He’s very secretive which is part of his charm though. My favorite dress is currently in the washer, I plan on making a video twirling in it when we have another sunny day. I hope it makes him happy, I know he’s studying hard for his exams and I admire that so much. I think I love this guy but I’m scared to give him my heart. I don’t want to get hurt. It’s sad that I’ve fantasized our first date. We would start by gettIng coffee and going for a walk and would end with us in a bookstore. It sounds perfect. I definitely love him, no denying that. But when will he start lying and hurting me. Everyone does so when is his time. The tears he makes me cry will be the most precious and the heartache he creates will be so worth it. I think he is perfect. I love every second we spend talking.