For some reason females believe that in order to make a man love them they have to have sex with them. Girl... Boo. You know better. Just because you open your legs doesn't mean he's going to fall in love with you. Your stuff isn't that powerful. Sit down.
Understandable he says and does all the right things. So what. I'm not trying to hear it until his words and actions line up with one another. He loves you? Ok. So how is he showing it? By taking you to Taco Bell and letting you chose 3 items from the Value Menu? You really need a hug. If you really give him a piece of you because he took you to Taco Bell then you automatically just lowered your self worth equivalent to a Thrift Store.
This is nonetheless complete Lust. No love anywhere to be found. Unless you count the "love" you've somehow came to the conclusion that is between your legs. Which is still Lust. lol I guess the phrase "You can't turn a hoe into a housewife" has some true meaning. No man wants a Thrift Store. They want a Beverly Hills boutique. Huge value difference.
This blog is dedicated to the ins, outs, ups, downs, and sideways of relationships. Whether it's Like, Love, Lust or pure stupidity.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Thrift Store Love
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