This is something that I have been thinking about lately. Sometimes it seems like everything would just be easier if I would just go along with what society seems to want and find myself a boyfriend. A few weeks ago, when I was kissing Jack, I thought, it would just be easier if I went along with it. It wasn't something that I wanted, but if I just agreed with him, it would have made him happier and would have made the entire situation less awkward.
Everything that I know seems to be telling me one thing: get a boyfriend. But what if a boyfriend is the last thing that I want?