to buy: gigantic red marker pen

There was a boy (a boy) who said to me, in effect, that we, in our relationship of love, are allowed to keep secrets from each other. This love was new, I was starry-eyed, and the world was rosy, so I expressed agreement in a whatever-you-wish-my-love kind of way.

The next time a guy I may be entering a relationship with says something like this to me, I am going to grab the nearest piece of paper, make a list titled Men I Will Date, write his name under it, and then strike it out with a gigantic red marker pen.  Of course, this means that I will have to carry a gigantic red marker pen with me while dating but I think that’s a small price to pay.