October 2, 2009

Home Life

I can tell you this much I will marry just once and if it doesn't work out I'll give her half of my stuff. It's fine with me, we said eternity.
I'm confused by John Mayer. He sings one thing but means another.

He is the ultimate example of men ages 18 to 30. Which, I admit is rather frustrating considering how he croons lyrics about being in love and living life the way every twenty-something dreams they could if they were allowed. What I find strange is that no matter how JMay behaves himself in public [or private for that matter], women everywhere wish they could be with a man like him.

It baffles me. I mean don't get me wrong, I love everything about JMay just as much as the next girl. What I don't do is wish for one second that I could have him or any guy like him. His words are as empty as my bank account.

Following the part where I dab my face with a tissue because his lyrics make me cry like a little baby girl, I'm almost always left wondering where it comes from. John Mayer is pretty much the best example of how men will always remain an enigma to me, and women for that matter. Reckless with peoples hearts but constantly aching over the one they can't have. Wouldn't it just be easier if everyone was honest?

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