Who needs a man? They're nothing but a distraction. A disappointment.
They sweep you off your feet, promise you forever. Then, as soon as another beautiful woman shows them interest, they leave you crying alone on the sidewalk with your dreams of a life together crushed.
And the sexy playboy who keeps showing up everywhere I go is the definition of distraction and inevitable disappointment. I can live without that heartbreak. I have everything I need to make me happy - a job, school, friends, and family that I love.
Yep. Mind made up. It's just a shame my heart didn't get the memo.
Contains mature themes.