Why do women fall in love with men who are completely wrong for them? Is it a hidden sense kindled from our genetic nurturing trait that we think we can baby bad boys into good men? That if we cook, clean and construct an image of the perfect wife material for them; that they will simply bow down, and be with us forever because they’ll have thought that they’ve found the perfect woman. Why do we always think we’re the saviours when it comes to being in relationships with sluts. It’s like we think we’re the bad ass’s that’ll keep them on their leash; when in fact the story normally ends with us trying oh so very hard to please them and their every needs; saying, ‘baby you want this’, ‘baby you want that’, and for the ones who aren’t like this, then girl you are special – trust me. Or maybe we’re just addicted to the idea of having someone. Someone we can send cute messages to, that someone that’ll make us feel as though we are loved, that someone where when you watch a romantic flick you sit there thinking, ‘Ah I too have my Romeo, or I too have my Channing Tatum’. I think we all have that hidden addiction of the butterfly in our tummy syndrome; you know what I mean; that special kind of love that can only be felt by two people that are so in love. Or maybe… yes maybe it’s because we don’t want to be alone; I mean this world is cruel enough to live in by ourselves, maybe we think that the burden, pressure and added stress may decrease if we had a special someone to share these issues with. Or are we just plain stupid and irresponsible when it comes to controlling our emotions. Well men always seem to think we’re too bloody emotional…. I sit here sometimes, and wonder, and wonder.. Why do we feel so much for the man who leaves us without warning, the man who cheats on us constantly, the man who doesn’t respect us, the man who uses us, the man who is only there for the good times, and is huddling and hiding away safely when we’re in a storm, the man who drunk calls us only at early hours of the morning spurred by alcohol and disorderly spitting ‘I love you’ into the phone…And here we are tired, red eyed and half asleep thinking to ourselves that, “it’s cute that he calls me when his drunk haha”. GET A GRIP WOMAN HE IS NOT GOOD FOR YOU. I can already see some women shaking their heads and saying, ‘I don’t do that, what sort of stupid woman would tolerate or even allow that sort of behaviour’. .. well this may not be you but read this anyway because you know… as they say you never know… and I shall stop at that haha. I wonder why some women allow themselves to be lead on, or know that the love they have is destructive yet they hold onto it as if it’s the only reason that keeps them alive. Well – maybe it is the only reason that keeps them alive.. I mean I don’t know their stories or what happens behind every closed door… but lately I have seen love make so many intelligent and beautiful women turn stupid and desperate; and constantly I try to help them, I do, I do; but sometimes these stupid foolish women have to learn from their own mistakes. I mean I am always willing to help a sister but if you make obvious a problem and she knows yet she decides to become oblivious; that’s when you know it’s time to let her go, and watch her destroy herself… so when she builds herself up again, at least you’ll be there to help lay her foundations – maybe this time she’ll be much stronger than before.