The two AMAZING and stunningly beautiful women in my life (one in my mid 20's the other in my early 30's), that I could be married to had I not been such a party animal bachelor D-bag, and realized they were the best things that have ever happened to me. The were asking me to pop the question for gods sake. Loved my family, dug my friends..... etc.
Now at 38 years old, and no true prospects, I feel I am relegated to childless, lonely bachelorhood and dating broken, worn out, used hard put away wet, 30 somethings, that are single for reasons that are obvious 3 minutes into a date. Basically the same trashy women that lured me away from the ones I should be with... but now with a couple hundred thousand miles on the odometer, a slipping clutch, and a big brown rust hole forming in the trunk. (pun intended)
I suppose the same now can be said of myself, but I let 2 near perfect women, slip through my fingertips. Don't let this happen to you.
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