i’m again thinking that my purpose on this earth is to instruct men as to the type of women they do not want to be in a relationship with. i used to call myself transitional girl. there was a period of time when every guy i had something with almost immediately went from me to their live-in, fiancee, or bride. it was so chronic you just had to laugh about it. i even wrote out a little advertisement and stuck it in my profile for a while. i wish i still had it, it was pretty damn clever.
“looking to get married? date me! money-back guarantee that the next woman you meet will be your soul mate! don’t delay your matrimonial bliss, take me out tonight!”
so, anyway, who’s going to go see ariz0na at lotus with me tomorrow night? i don’t want to go to the scary part of town alone.
Crap, I’d go, but I already have plans to meet a 24-toed black kitten.
I think I’d call myself a transitional girl too, but not in the same way. After me guys either become gay, or really really slutty, or find their soul mates. In any case, different than they were before. Honestly, I don’t think it’s me.