How is it possible for one woman to juggle (let's just say) two men without feeling like a completely jerkalicious, deceitful slut?
I don't know but I've got to figure it out soon because I've managed to get myself into a little bit of a mess. I don't know how this happened. Wait, I lied. I do know but I mean, how was I to know it would turn out this way? I can't help it if I'm beautiful and undeniably attractive, right?
I was stranded in forever single land with no hopes of rescue just last week but today, I'm a circus act juggling these men while walking a tight rope in my cute size 8 clown shoes. (F.Y.I.: My shoe game is tight even in my bizarre exaggerations.)
I'm a pimp? I must admit that a part of me enjoys the attention and the thought of having multiple men adore me but...it's just not right, is it? I love options but how do I make a choice?
Should I even choose? I mean, don't men do this to us girls all the time? No one has made any commitments here so, why can't I go to a concert with one and a movie with another if I feel like it? (Okay, I'll admit that did sound a little not-so-ladylike but...)
It's like they came out of the woodwork!