Today I realised the last three guys that expressed their interest in me sexually were all forty-something divorced men with teenage children.
Who the hell am I and when did I become her?!
Who the hell am I and when did I become her?!
I have nothing to say and I'm saying it.
9 spoke back:
Well, at least it wasn't 40 something married men. Not that its much different, but sort of casts dark clouds on the whole fidelity and sanctity of marriage.
So ummm... whatcha doing this evening *wink* *wink*
LOL
But they used to be married! I don't want a second hand man. *pouts*
Also, LOL, shut up.
I often ask myself the same question when I look in the mirror.
Life is nothing I expected it to be.
And not in a good way.
I keep wondering when I'm going to feel grown up. Married, baby, dog and everything but I still feel like I JUST graduated high school. I'm thinking nothing magical is going to happen when I turn 30. (which I used to think was OLD!)
Yeah, I don't think 30 will make much difference either. No matter what the Cosmo tries to make us believe.
LOL "The Cosmo" ahahahhahahahah !!
I'm not 40-something.
But then again, I never got round to express my sexual interest in you, too. :)
Yeah, this is not awkward at all.
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