I give up. No seriously, I do. Sometimes I try and sometimes I don't and when I don't, I still have fun, but I don't get hurt. So back to the old Angie. The fun time Angie. The seven guys at a time Angie that cares about no one or their feelings and especially doesn't care about her own.
Ok, so maybe that is a little dramatic. But I just don't want to do it anymore. Guys are confusing, I don't get them and I can't pretend to be able to understand why they do things and why they don't.
From the immortal words of Paula Abdul:
"I've been a fool before
Wouldn't like to get my love caught
In the slammin' door
Are you more than hot for me
Or am I a page in your history-book
I don't mean to make demands
But the word and the deed go hand in hand
How about some information--please"
A little "straight up" information would be helpful. I will be a fool no mo'.
And I am going to start dressing like this