In a recent post you said “One other thing, please get rid of the notion that one perfect, magical unicorn of a soulmate is going to come along and provide you with all of your emotional, intellectual, and physical needs.” My question is if you find yourself having this notion, what is the best way to go about changing it?
It’s called growing the fuck up.
Sorry, babe. I don’t have a little magic pill that will cure prince charming disease. Believe me, if I did, I’d turn that shit into Oprah money.
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Tag for good shit please. Love you.
This is my question. I just wanted to say, I didn’t understand your answer then, but I do now. Coke talk forever.