Today, I read probably the sweetest thing I have ever read that someone wanted to do for someone else. But all I could think of, was why hasn't something that nice/thoughtful/sweet/meaningful happened to me? I think I deserve it just as much as the next person. Does that make me selfish? Maybe. Does that make me immature? Quite possibly. So what, I'm just being honest!
I agree. I realized this same concept when I was watching the last episode of the bachelor and Jake took Ali out in his private airplane and then to dinner and their own private Chicago concert.
ReplyDeleteExample: I am jealous of Ali and the things that Jake does for her. Why does my boyfriend not do these things for me? Lame.
OMG I WAS REFERRING TO THAT!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI lovvvvvvvve Chicago