I feel a connection. Is it really there?

My dream man is Australian or English, street smart but professional, with the style, charm, and body to make me swoon. But I'm fat, bitchy, shallow, and alone.

If I mention in conversation that I hate kids, and you ask me if I like yours, I am 100% okay with the look on your face when I say no. You knew. You asked.

you were too busy drinking,now your mean and hurtful. im 27 w/my own and u want to control me.i wonder if i will feel anything other than relief when you pass

I'm terrified that when I wake up in the mornings, I will find that my car has been repossessed. I can't work without my car but the job isn't paying the bills.