What is that suppose to mean? Is that suppose to be a compliment? Oh, why thankyou for that makes me overwhelemed with comfort and security. I’d always wanted men to thought of me as the kind of woman they settle with after a series of chicks they had in their ripe young 20’s and got all the fun and wild and exhilarating memories out their systems. Oh great.
I am the soccer mom to guys.
GOD DAMNIT THIS.
Always the one that is the marry type, when i cant even GET a damn date.