You think, "Maybe I was wrong about my type." But you're not. Eating a shitty apple doesn't mean you don't like fruit. You may need to stop buying it from Jewel, but it doesn't mean you should stop eating produce.
2.08.2012
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The process of finding a new mate is both simple and stupid: find Y that does not resemble X. What was tall becomes short. What was blonde becomes brunette. What was work-oriented becomes fun-loving. Relationship IQ plummets. Suddenly, we don't know anything except that what we last picked was a failure and we're willing to try anything else. Anything.
You think, "Maybe I was wrong about my type." But you're not. Eating a shitty apple doesn't mean you don't like fruit. You may need to stop buying it from Jewel, but it doesn't mean you should stop eating produce.
You think, "Maybe I was wrong about my type." But you're not. Eating a shitty apple doesn't mean you don't like fruit. You may need to stop buying it from Jewel, but it doesn't mean you should stop eating produce.
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I've found that in the early stages of losing a mate, I can find a flaw with anyone that I may have previously found attractive, especially those that resemble the lost love. However, once the clouds dissipate and the pain subsides, my "type" remains in tact. I will always be attracted to the tall, dark, handsome men with lighter colored eyes. Rather than change the type of man, I'm working on changing my flaws that aided in the cessation of the relationship. In the end, we can only change ourselves.
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