Turns out

After 24 years of being fucked over by men, my judgement STILL is completly clueless.

Benfleet boy ended up ever so slightly breaking my heart. Someone who I thought was completly harmless ending up harming me the most.

Now i am completly alone. No mr artist, no Benfleet boy. There is no one.

I need to keep reminding myself I am going travelling. I am LEAVING and there is no point in getting attached to anyone.

But alas I am pretty ungrateful...try telling someone to be alone who is surrounded by settled and loved up couples.