How many Johns, Adams, Brians, and Tylers can a girl date?
Sure it’s convenient not to shout out the wrong name at the worst time ever. But, come
on cupid! I’m just asking for one little chance not be an emotional cutter. If
I meet one more John that breaks my heart I’m going to be forced to stop dating
within what small piece of the eligible bachelor pool that is left in the Midwest.
Word to the wise throw away exes with the trash. You’re too unique
to recycle men or their names.
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