I must admit that there are times when I absolutely hate being single. I’m not a bitter person and I can genuinely be happy for people who have a supportive significant other. It’s just that I think at times it would be nice to have one of my own. To come home from work and either have someone there to greet me or to know that someone was on their way. To use all those stupid two for one coupons and to have dozens of inside jokes with. Someone to travel with and to have fun with.  I get it when people tell you to enjoy being single but it would be so clutch to have just one ride or die supportive person in my life who I just happen to romantically love. But I think that’s wishful thinking at this point. 

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