a letter to boys.
i know you don't like being alone, but it really frustrates me when couples are together when they probably shouldn't be.
i'm not sure what possessed you to complain about your girlfriend to me, but i don't like hearing about it. it's disrespectful to your girlfriend and to your relationship.
please grow some balls and talk to your girlfriend. i know you don't like conflict and hurting feelings because it makes you feel like an arsehole, but if you were honest we'd respect you more.
i'm not sure why you insist on being with girls you complain about and aren't 100% happy to be with. stop choosing beige girls and wait until you meet a rainbow girl. you'll be a lot happier. and i won't have to listen to you complaining because you'll actually be happy.
“Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation... so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type... I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!"”
- John Mayer