The more I see of men, the less I want one.
I will admit, I like to fantasise, I like a good daydream with a vampire and a big fight, maybe a bank robbery, and some good kissing.
In fantasy, boyfriends are awesome.
But in real life, they seem to be pretty rubbish, even when they’re pretty good.
In stories, even, they’re pretty rubbish.
I just don’t get why partnership has stayed so popular in the modern world.