I’m too fat. My nose is crooked. Ears too big. Hips too wide. Arms too long. Body too lanky. Head too small. I feel stumpy. I’m not strong enough. I’m too weak. I need to be taller. I’m too short. No, I’m too tall. Zero confidence.
My new life was destined to be full of calorie tracking and high heels. Cocktails and coffee mugs. Car insurance and a live-in boyfriend.
If you treat him like gold, but treat yourself like shit, Houston, we’ve got a problem.
When the bad boy who you thought was an eternal bachelor finally becomes the caring, loving, committed boyfriend you had always wanted – for another woman.
You will hamper harder until they surrender to their weak, feeble want to spend time with you.
All the reasons you will ever need to jettison that husk of a dead weight masquerading as your sweetheart.