Grand Central Station

While standing at Grand Central Station, there's a lot of good looking business men around , all walking by in their gorgeous business suites. I imagine one of these handsome men stopping and saying "hey beautiful," oh, finally, I say to myself, "AAHH thé Luv of my life." Mr. Wonderful sweeps me off my feet right in the middle of Grand Central Station. Wow, how romantic, how surreal. Then I wake up to find Mr. Big time loser chasing me down!!
Happens all the time! I'm like a magnet for them! "Oh, hi cutie," I would say. Only to to find out on our first date, he's most likely unemployed or a bus driver, or working hard, but hardly making a living.
Only me! All of my girlfriends married well. Go figure?! Me, always attracting the losers! WTH!! Could it ever turn out right?
It seems to go well for everyone else?
Or does it? Is their grass really greener?
What goes on behind close doors seems to be the question. MMMHHH, if all of us were sooo happy why is the divorce rate up soo high? I know why I left my marriage , why did you? Self worth is sooo the key. To this day I'm still called
"The loser hairdresser." Imagine!! And what exactly is it that you do that makes your "self worth" soo incredibly high?!
Well, guess what moron!! How would your hairdresser like to know, she's an EFFN LOSER!!! Enough said!! I'm sooo over it!!!
Xoxo