I feel as if i am in the middle of an end and beginning. I am too young for a mid life crisis. Too old for it to be a phase. Every time i go out its either making a twat of myself or hiding from what could if been a good night. I want a boyfriend that will become a husband. But all men just want a party animal. No one want commitment. Has it really become so popular for fuck buddies and casual encounters. Where has the romance gone. When I got a glimpse of it it was hidden. Don’t tell anyone. Make sure we are not interrupted. So where r the husbands. I keep getting told I am well suited for blah. But he was not my type but he was desperate for anything. I should be grateful for the ones that like me. Not craving the ones i want. I just want a best friend that loves me. That can deal with me. That I can cope with. No one perfect. Just perfect for me.