Trapped in a romantic movie

When I was a teenager I imagined my future romantic life as a complete fulfillment of my happiness. I thought that girls with boyfriends were so lucky. I wanted love so badly. I used to dream about my imaginary boyfriend when I fell asleep hugging my pillow. Romantic movies were (and still are) my favorite guilty pleasure (plus “Ben & Jerry”). The only difference is … Continue reading Trapped in a romantic movie