It’s Complicated

When I used to cry my eyes out over some douchebag that hurt me back in the day...I was secretly wishing that I'd become this cold-hearted bitch that could set aside my emotions and just sex it up, having fun. My friends were doing it...why couldn't I?

they say

if you're married, coupled up, etc...tell me how "he" or "she" just appeared. and if you're single and you've stopped looking, tell me how that's workin' out for ya.

I do…

I think my eyes popped out of my head. And maybe my va-jay-jay popped out too. At that moment, my invisible chastity belt hung on for dear life. Really dude? We hadn’t even had sex yet…and here he was talking about wanting to get me pregnant. Uh. Negative. No way. No effin’ way!