I literally pined for this woman a couple nights in a row about twelve years ago. I thought she would be a good match because we were both interested in photography. She had a nice, svelte, hourglass figure, and had a fun sense of humor. We went out and saw several local rock bands play. I thought we had a great time together, but she turned out not to be into me. To say I was bummed would be a gross understatement.
Fast forward to today. I saw her Facebook page. She blimped out and covered herself in the trashiest tattoos you can imagine. I'd bet she thinks they're edgy and artsy. In reality, she looks like trash. She also moved away to an armpit town and lives in a beat-up trailer.
Thank God she wasn't into me! I dodged a bullet. I'd bet this is true of a lot of women. The one you thought was so fine and you had to have transforms into a revolting, fat, and trashy slattern. Ha ha ha ha ha!