Um, yeah. It's actually pretty sad the things I'm sometimes oblivious to.
it's okay, I know what we are & I know what we aren't.
A weak man can't love a strong woman. He won't know what to do with her. George Pinto had to stay with the weak, sad, pathetic unemployed loser because he couldn't handle me. I'm too strong for him, too good for him and far too much woman for him!