A guy (*cough*man-child*cough*) that I dated and really liked last year got engaged this weekend. We were not at all right for one another and I’m genuinely happy that he found the woman who is (…willing to put up with his crap, haha, just kidd… eh).
This is kind of the story of my life. Haha, I write this as I laugh out loud with a couple of coworkers about being the girl version of “Good Luck Chuck” (minus the scandalous-ness). They’ve decided that I have had (past tense) a habit of adopting broken people, being sweet to them, putting them all back together, and sending them back out into the world where the next girl they meets gets the revived and lovely version of them.
That may be true. And therefore, as I sit here, retired of such shenanigans as I’m a grown-up now and I’ve done my part, some other girl out there better be putting in some serious effort fixing the hell out of some guy that will eventually get sent my way …and he better be damn-near perfect, all the time and energy I’ve contributed to the happiness of other women. #whoruntheworld #girls
Haha… ha… ha ha.