so i don't quite like men as a general rule. but it's truly funny how some of them make me so happy, just by being there and being their charming selves.
i suppose it's only when they start saying things like they really like me or see a future with me that i start freaking out. thankfully i don't have many of those hanging around. enough to keep the ego afloat but just enough so i don't have to consider changing my number.
but then, what's so special about my case? i don't know. maybe it's because who i deal with are older men rather than youthful plankheads who hardly know the world? because i'm merely 22? because...?
who cares, really? i like oldies, i love jazz, am in love with good ole port, white wine, prefer chilling out rather than making conversation..
you're right, i do sound like an old woman. maybe that's why i'm in love with older men.
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