You know when quiet unassuming guys think they can run from your cray cray self and find themselves a quiet Betty Crocker girl but ...eventually they find that your particular sauce of cray cray is what drives them, makes them feel better about their quiet, understand their quiet and appreciate their resolve.
I often ask myself, why do they even run? You think women are always meant to be curt with an apron and a smile. Some of us are made with crazy. There's love but there's also a whole lotta crazy.
So to that Politically Correct guy who's waiting for that color coordinated girl to match, that one that resembles somewhat the lovely wholesome daughter in law his mother imagined.
IT IS INEVITABLE.
We. Are. Meant. To. Be.
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