We loved her at first sight. When we finally got her, we couldn’t wait to show her off to our friends and family. We couldn’t fucking believe she was actually ours. She was the one we were waiting for. We could ride her all night and still want to see her in the morning. She was perfection. That is, until everything went to shit one day and instead of putting in the effort it would to salvage what was left, we moved on to find something new. Because we’re men.
Am I talking about a girlfriend or a car? Truthfully, I could be taking about a fucking TV or anything materialistic that men buy. That’s just how we are. Always searching for that greener grass (or a more shapely ass) and shit.