he has a vagina...she has a dick...

in the world of single desperate women,
and hopelessly culess man...
where does the being friends come in?

a friend of a friend of a friend, cherribananas is experiencing every single's girl nightmare...
finding the perfect man...
and finding out that he has found the perfect girl already...
and finding out he thinks you're his bussom buddy...
antonio... is very tall, christian, has a car, is charming and cute...
and i use the word cute loosely because i've not actually seen him...
well, antonio is cherribanans dream guy/ valentine day saviour...
antonio is sending off all the wrong signals to cherribananas...
thinking she has a dick...
while cherribananas expects him to figure out whats going on in his already over commercialised, puiny head...
thinking he has a vagina...

the usualy case of...
she thinks he has a vigina...
he think she has a dick...

when has relationship comprimised platonic friendship...
or has platonic friendship complicated relationships?

apparently after centuries of evolution...
we are still stuck with...
he's from mars...
and she's from venus...

seriously...
everyone should just be gay and happy...

i dedicate this post to my dear friend...
aretha-ah-ling-ah-ling-ah-ling...
who has found what she has been looking for...
and do not have to be stuck it the shitholes we singles have to endure...
blissfully in ignorance for 4 years already...
hopefully it'll last a lifetime...

happy 4 years anniversary ah-ling!!!

the names in this post have been concealed to protect the identy of the above mention...