The Weak Knees

I’ve decided that I’m done with people. (Not the people I already know) But seriously, I stress over the fact that I don’t have a boyfriend/girlfriend, or that I don’t have friends, or a best friend or whatever, when really, it doesn’t matter. I’m fabulous at being  by myself. I’m a grade A loner, if I do say so myself. I don’t even know why I care, because I love being alone. I love chilling in my room watching pointless television and movies. I enjoy Tumblr more than people. And anyways, when I meet people and they try to hangout, I don’t want to instinctively, so why try? Why try and make friends I wont hangout with? Why meet people I could date, when I wont date them? I wont do anything and I should just accept that and move on. I’m alone and that’s okay.