Crying

I'd like to have someone comfort me in the middle of the night while I'm crying over some stupid hopeless romantic shit I read. 

Like now. 

I wonder how it will be like if I have someone to hug me right now while I'm crying over Jessica Hawkin's Something In The Way series. I'm so fucking lonely right now.

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