A lot of the beautiful girls in my life are married, engaged, in love, or want to be in love. Well, who doesn’t want to be in love?
But I’m like “Been there, done that, failed notably, and it still hurts. Where’s the tequila? I’m trying earn my bachelors in pole dancing and fuggin off til I die young or get old trying.”
Am I stupid?
Hey here’s how much I care….