Too many women who get into their 30's are so fucking used, abused, banged up, and sucked so much cock and done so much coke, and so jaded about men -- it ain't funny. All that partying catches up to them and they look like shit.
Now that their looks are sagging, and can barely fit into their jeans -- they're out scouring for a husband, and now looking for that "nice" guy that they always brushed off to date the losers.
No thanks. You're 38 now. Feel free to go date those same assholes you dated when you were 23.
No used-up, has-been, skanky club-slut is gonna be the mother of my children.
-= nav =-