There’s something that I can’t quite figure out.
Generally speaking, attractive women go for guys with money-especially in the United States. However, I’ve noticed something very strange in my case, and that’s that I have to fight rats for food. Yet, I still have kissed the feet of and held some very attractive women in my time.
Okay, I have a foot fetish. Fuck off. A girl’s feet are best in the morning, alright?
I have somehow broken the rules.
I don’t have have Corvette. I have a 2015 Dodge Dart.
My body is in pieces from years of physically abusive labor.
I have a very sick sense of humor, and I don’t care who is in the room at any given time.
I don’t live in an elaborate place for a man who is 48-years-old.
All of that, and I have somehow found myself with some very beautiful women. It might be because I’m willing to do things that most guys these days won’t.
I like to fight bigots, idiots, and people who just think that they can fuck with me, and I’ll use the perfect put down whereby my enemy becomes speechless, because he knows that I will sue him for all that he has if he takes a swing at me.
How the hell did this happen?
Okay, so I wasn’t able to marry until 39-and that marriage was hell. However, I am going to marry a beautiful woman with the warmest of hearts. She is always there for me-even though she is thousands of miles away. She is so supportive of anything I do and she reinforces me if I ever have any doubts. She also calms me down and helps me focus on what’s really important at any given moment in time.
She knows I fight insomnia, but I love the depth of her caring heart when she tells me to go to sleep.
She is a miracle-and she’s a gorgeous Filipina.
She knows I struggle with insomnia at this time (and I have for over a year). She knows that I’m returning to school for another degree. She knows that I’m nervous about being a stepfather. However, she is the greatest thing that ever happened to me, and she came at one of the lowest points in my life.
She took me into her heart-knowing that I am broke and broken.
We’re getting married in 13 months.
I just want to know how this Charlie Brown (with hair) consistently got pretty girls and is now going to marry an Asian goddess.
Even though we’re thousands of miles away, we have a lot of fun when we’re together in spirit. We play videos for each other, we leave voice messages for each other all the time. We text when she is on lunch. We use those silly little characters to express our feelings for each other, and we open up to each other whenever there’s a concern between one or the other.
I thank her for accepting me into her life, and I pray that I never let her down.