Stella cause I wanna be.

I want a boyfriend that will buy me tampons without complaints. I want a boyfriend who will baby me when I’m sick and go out at 3 in the morning to get me medicine. I want a boyfriend who will let me lay my head in his lap, while he runs his fingers through my hair. I want a boyfriend who will love me more without make up, than with it. I want a boyfriend who will share his secrets with me. I want a boyfriend who believes in pinky promises. I want a boyfriend that does all the little things that amount to a lot. I want a boyfriend who doesn’t seem to exist.

I want a boyfriend who won’t put up with my shit. Who I have to prove myself to. Who I will argue over stupid things with, the same way I do with all of my friends. Who will point and laugh when I trip, but then help me up. Maybe. He might be laughing too hard.