I don't understand men. I know that I've bitched and moaned about this before, but I will do it again.
It's like, I think I know what men want but then they don't want what I think they do. It just pisses me off to no end.
Sometimes I just think that I'm destined to be alone forever because I can figure out what the hell guys want or like. Obviously they don't like nice, intelligent girls. I don't want to compromise myself for anyone, much less a man.
I guess I'll just have to search the world for the perfect man. I think that I will find him somewhere in Italy. Them Italians seem to be good people with common sense. I'll just have to see.
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