Screwed

Screw me once...shame on you...
Screw me twice, shame on me...
But whose fault is it after that?

Just right....

The guy I dated before last thought I needed to lose weight, of course he never said that exactly it was more like grabing the back of my arms and asking what we were going to do about "this", or when I would eat a salad say that you didn't become like "that" eating salads... you get the point...

The last guy was obsessed with his own weight, and it bothered him that his few extra pounds didn't bother me... in the end it was one of our biggest problems.

I'm really hoping that the next guy and I both think we are both just right... at least for eachother

Reason #1 that I love working with old people- The old man that tells me everyday, "if I were about a hundred years younger..."