chicks dont need to get any skinnier. they need to get smarter. not book smarter either. just smarter smarter.
shit i need to get smarter.
and a girlfriend.
my buddy at work here says i need to have girlfriend auditions.
everything is girlfriend audtions.
and i dont need to lose any fucking weight.
and neither do you glorious ones of the rockosphere.
ive had skinny girls and not so skinny girls and all shapes and sizes and nationalities and demeanors. and you know what made my heart beat?
not their waist lines, thats for damn sure.
what made it all worth it was what was going on in their minds.
be fun. be flexible. be happy. be sexy. talk. trust. rock. risk.
i know it might not be completely possible for you to forget about your body mass, but it’s not a big deal to us men. and this nonesense about women dressing and looking good for other women is more than gay, its dumb.
dont be dumb.
nothing worse than realizing youre on a date with a dumb girl.
remember that song i want a lover who wont drive me crazy.
do you know how many girls ive been out with who have issues with their bodies and they looked perfectly fine?
how many who have dudes drooling over them even while im standing right there.
how many whose bodies i would have been very happy to cover in clam chowder and lapped up every morsel?
and these girls never once looked in the mirror while i was around them and said, damn look at that shit!
i was with a young lady the other day who i asked to spin around for me, and she did and i said, damn bitch and she said take a closer look and she spun around again.
and i said you look fine, woman.
and she said, thank you, i know.
and thats the girl i want to be with.