Can’t live with em, can’t live without em

Here I am, going through my day to day tasks and constantly dwelling on the one person in the world that I want who I can’t have. But lately, I look around and two very stable, very strong relationships have been severely tested. Two good friends of mine have boyfriends whom they’ve been with for a really long time. BOTH men have been tempted by evil slutty witches lately, and both have acted out of line.

In case you’ve seen the movie, “Two Can Play That Game”… this is the part where Shante describes what warm weather does to men, ‘they start to show they asses’. Tramps walking around in their little barely-there outfits, trying to steal other girls’ good men… yea, warm weather tends to fuck with all relationships.

So why do I so badly want one? I’m a catch, and I don’t look horrid in a bathing suit. I should be out every weekend just living up the single life… but no. I’m unhappy. And so are my friends.

Men.

Can’t live with em, can’t live without em.