So now, I get that it's my fault for like dating the same 'type' of guy over and over. But really, in Hollywood find me a guy that isn't an actor/model/writer/waiter/improv-student and you know, isn't the homeless guy that pushes his cart down Sunset, and I might even date him. Better still, I may even listen when he talks and let him buy me dinner. That is correct: an actual meal. No carbs though, let's not get crazy.
P.S. The guy had better be Tom Hardy. But like, retired from acting. And modeling. And being engaged. Oh screw it .
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