You always talk about beer and fatty food and I think you should consider cutting that out of your diet. You are such a pretty girl and men don't like girls who eat a lot or drink a lot of beer. That might be why you attract these types of guys, because you don't seem delicate enough. You have your looks and you seem really smart, but maybe once they find out you drink beer and eat mcdonalds they are turned off. What if you start gaining weight? I hardly drink and I eat small portions of healthy food and that's how I keep trim for my boyfriend. Just giving some advice, I know being single can be awful.
|Who's not delicate?|
First of all, I have to say that I really hope this is a joke. Someone's feeble attempt at crappy comedy. Because if not, then it just kinda makes me sad.
I will never ever change myself in hopes that I'll attract a man who can claim me as his own and throw me in the kitchen. Barefoot and pregnant, of course. Screw that. If a man doesn't like a girl who enjoys a bottle of 50 and a Big Mac, then he probably isn't my kinda dude. And for the record, I have no problem attracting men, thankyouverymuch. Some guys like personality.
Now, my dear anonymous friend, since you fear that I'm getting fat, fret not! I love gross fatty food, but I don't live on it. I eat like a normal human; I love food in general. I'm currently 5 foot 8, and usually just under 120 pounds. I think I'm managing ok. (As a matter of fact, Wii Fit tells me I'm underweight - does this mean I should go on a poutine binge?! I hope so.)
All that crap aside, let me tell you why your comment really bothered me. This line right here: I hardly drink and I eat small portions of healthy food and that's how I keep trim for my boyfriend.
Don't keep trim for your boyfriend. Keep healthy for yourself. If you honestly think that your boyfriend will leave you if you gain a measly ounce, then he isn't worth the salad you're surviving on. Instead of giving me advice on how to snag a man, and telling me that I'm not "delicate" enough (Me? Undelicate? Fuck that.), stop living your life based on how you think some guy wants you to be. Seriously.
For me? I need a boyfriend who will want to go out for a pitcher of beer and some chicken wings. Maybe (probably) some other fatty foods. That's called fun. Fun is good for relationships. And I'll tell you this much... every guy I've dated has liked the fact that I'm a beer-chugging, Big Mac scarfing, potty-mouthed kinda chick.
But hey. Maybe we're just different. At least we know we'll never be vying for the same men.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a sudden craving for two McChickens, a case of 50 and a side of poutine - extra cheese, of course.