FOOD FOR THOUGHT [part one]

i've had ALOT on my mind the past few days so i'll just leave you with some [FOOD FOR THOUGHT].

enjoy ;]

The One That Got Away.

being a young woman in the 21st century is three kinds of hell.

we reminisce (spell check) and fantasize about our "Mr. Right" all the while meeting "Mr. Can-I-Borrow-Money-For-The-Bus", "Mr. My-Baby-Mama's-A-Crazy-Bitch" and (my personal favorite), "Mr. Let's-Just-Fuck-And-Be-Friends". [smh]

but we can't blame the man. we're the ones who put up with that shit. that pretty face and good sex gets us everytime, huh?

and in most cases we set our standards too high. we can't have it all. afterall, if we could, we wouldn't need a man, right?

but what about that one guy you blew off?

the one who was "too short". or the one "who walked funny". or the one "whose teeth weren't prefectly straight".

he loved you ...

held you when you cried. helped you when you needed it; and when you didn't.

he gave you his all and you took him for granted.

now he's loving someone else and they're loving him.

now you're sitting on a date with "Mr. I-Finally-Got-A-Date".

♥♥♥