You know how I say

that American boys don’t like me and no one believes me, even though if they were to really think about it they’ve never heard me talk about dating anyone south of the 49th parallel?

Well, there is an exception to this rule. There is a subset of the American male population that absolutely loves me: Boys With Girlfriends.

Boys With Girlfriends like talking to me for hours. They buy me drinks. Invite me to parties that they’re throwing. They high five me.

Boys With Girlfriends are my key American demographic.

It’s a good thing I know better…

About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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