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I slowly opened the door and saw a bunch of middle-aged women in  workout clothes dancing around in what I can only describe as…

He assumed a woman would just accept him and his situation without demanding he try harder. He’s a man, he doesn’t have to try harder…

…and then she proceeded to tell me what and to whom I should say things, and my immediate reaction was “Seriously? Go fuck yourself.” 

So let’s get back to the deliciousness of spicy Asian food because it’s way better than sex…

If you’re a man and you don’t follow, or are perplexed about my reasoning, I just want to say… I fucking get it. I get you, man…

I used that to my advantage though… he knows he’s being a big pain in the ass so of course he would buy a jar, and he said apricot happened to be his favorite…

I don’t have a television, got rid of it years ago, which was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made, along with…

God forbid they use the same hands they just wiped themselves with and didn’t wash with soap…

I got pissed off that I fell for it, and I promised myself I’d never fall for it again…

Why am I selling such a blessing, such a hot hunk of metal, you ask? I couldn’t take care of her the way she wanted, the way she needed…