i read a book somewhere, by the same author who created sex and the city - the book consists of questions, millions of questions - women post about men.
why don't they call when they said they would?
why won't they pick you up?
why won't they dress up anymore?
why can't he open the door for me?
why doesn't he give me flowers?
why...?
and there's just one answer to each and every one of them.
he's just not that into you.
why then, doesn't he tell me? don't i deserve better? isn't it courtesy?
yes you deserve better and yes it's just courtesy. ..but babe, he ain't that into you to want to explain.
he just ain't that into you.
wise up and run already...
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you mean there's another name for 2 pieces of bread put together OTHER than sandwhich? And hey, I don't talk about my army days ok? Specifically because I spent most of my time in the Civil Defence, but that's another tale for another time.
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