I hate guys. I assumed the only thing I was missing to be totally desirable was a rockin bod. So I join the army and get toned and fit as fuck. Ben problem solved right? Wrong. Guys still go for my friends over me. What the hell am I doing wrong
I had to laugh at myself this morning. You should think I had matured, I’m now an intelligence analyst for the countries army..I love alone in a strange state.. and my getting ready for work process still consist of reading as many tumblr posts as I can without being late for work. I am a child.
I am fucking broken or something. I am living the dream for someone my age, I’m 20- living completely independently from my family, have more money then I know what to do with, I own my own car, I get paid to go to a fucking bad ass school to train me for a very impressive career,I get paid to workout and have a kick ass body, and I live with some wonderful and hilarious friends and when this is done travel the world. And I would trade all of it to just find a husband, move home and become a soccer mom. People take getting to see their families everyday for granted. MORALE TO THIS STORY: husband/baby/home/family hungry. Now excuse me while I go be unintentionally successful