God-damn, I`m the stuff men are made of!
- John Wayne
You can't live to be a hundred if you give up all the things that make you want to live to be a hundred.
- Woody Allen Saturday, September 8, 2012
The Thing About Women...
Women.... As the famous sayin goes, "Ya can't live with em, ya can't live without em." The problem with that is that when ya find that one girl that you love so much to the pont to where you actually do have her in your head all the time wondering what shes doin, hopin shes okay, knowin shes not thinkin about you. It's kinda tough, ya know? Seein this girl with another guy damn near tares you apart, but you see her smile and just from that one moment you think that you can put up with seein her with him as long as that smile stays on her face. The moment he upsets her, you flat out want to drop him. No calm talkin to tell him how you feel about the way he's treatin her, you just want to walk up to this guy and pound his face in, sweep her off her feet, and take her away from the bull she don't deserve. Even though you know in the back of your head that shes not nearly as devoted to you as you are to her you just can't not think bout her. She's so sweet, cute, smart as hell (way smarter than you obviously), she found the trick to gettin in your head and not lettin ya have your brain back. Shes the girl you first fell in love with. It wasn't that young dumb love. It's that young firey love that still burns deep inside you. You lay your heart on the line for her everytime. Defend her against anything or anyone no matter how intimidating. She tells you all her dirty little secrets, possibly in the mindset that it may deter you from wanting her, but even then you accept everything she has done and has to offer without thinkin a second time. Everything is fine with her. She could be running away from the scene of a murder she commited and you would help her get away, purely because you know that means you get to spend just a little more time with her. Can't get that damn girl out of my head.... shes drivn me crazy.
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