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I'm Not Like Most Girls
Ever notice how most girls say they're not like most girls? Well, I'm going to veer off course a little and say that I am like most girls. Because, like most girls, I'm complicated. And stubborn. And jealous. And moody. At times, I'm downright impossible. I say one thing, mean another, expect you to know what I'm thinking and get mad when you don't. Like most girls, I can tell the difference between two shades of blue. Or two tones of voice. Or two brands of shoe. Like most girls, I cry over boys that don't deserve my tears, ponder over things that aren't worth my time and giggle over instances that only my two best friends and I would find funny. Like most girls, I spend half of my time fantasizing about tending to my picket-fenced yard and picture-perfect family; and the other half fantasizing about blazing down Rodeo Drive in a Porsche convertible wearing a floppy hat (that never blows off in the wind) and oversized pair of Chanel sunglasses. Like most girls, I want to fall in love. Even when I say I don't. Even when I fear another broken heart. Even when I claim to have given up. I want to fall in love. Real love. The giddy, romantic, kiss-me-in-the-rain and whisk-me-away-for-the-weekend kind of love. Whether it be with a man I can bring home to Mom, or a boy from the wrong side of the tracks, I want to live with a stomach full of butterflies and a gag-reel of goodnight kisses.
Is that really so bad?
Is that really so bad?
Published 6th Feb 2012
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is it weird that i like that poem ? as usual its well written but its kinda ment for a girl to read. i quess i like it because its nice to see there still are girls out there that think about:
tending to my picket fenced yard, and picture perfect family...
even tho lifes never perfect like that, it is nice to think about sometimes..the big happy family, weekends off grilling in the huge backyard with the kids running around with the dog...pleasentville type shit lol
sometimes it seems like all the good girls are just a thing of the past...
tending to my picket fenced yard, and picture perfect family...
even tho lifes never perfect like that, it is nice to think about sometimes..the big happy family, weekends off grilling in the huge backyard with the kids running around with the dog...pleasentville type shit lol
sometimes it seems like all the good girls are just a thing of the past...
6th Feb 2012 3:38pm
I like the poem, and as Dave said, it's more ment for a girl, but it is well written! I like the "kiss-me-in-the-rain-whisk-me-away-for-the-weekend kinda love" nice expression on that!
6th Feb 2012 6:41pm
its only human to want things of this such & you did an amazing job of depicting that....kudos to you for that wonderful representation....;)
Thank you boys! And it's not weird at all for all y'all to enjoy it. I'm glad you did. And, Dave, I know the feeling. Sometimes I think the same about good guys. But good peeps are out there ... I promise!
9th Feb 2012 1:19am
9th Feb 2012 1:23am
