I feel like an orange peel,not the special type that is used in cakes (rind),but the discarded pulp.My soul is holding to many layers,my heart too much emotion,if only I could peel away and move forward… 1,075 more words
Tags » The Single Life
Nobody wants to be a “Mrs Right Now”,you know the replaceable woman that cannot catch the guys heart but instead his belt.You know the girl that is holding on to the texts word by word,only to realise the words will soon be replaced with the following words…”it’s not you it’s me”.Right now muesli and diet coke is more appealing than a man! 702 more words
I wear two dollar hair scrunchies,scrap the icing off the finger bun before I slab tons of butter on and forget to shave the tops of my legs,and seem to have this knack at scaring off men on dating sites,guess you can say,I am normal.Sure,would love to look glamorous when waking up but after an indulgent night,I look bloated and puffy! 626 more words
Knowing how consumed most single ladies were with the mission of securing a husband, just imagine what harassment England’s bachelors might have been subjected to if the women were given charge of romantic proceedings. 157 more words
Although no one LIKES to judge, it’s necessary. Drawing boundaries is healthy and our decisions are the foundation of our lives.
If you don’t have good judgement, people don’t respect or trust you. 350 more words