My brain must have felt sorry for me, so it’d created the only type of guy I could touch–a fantasy one.

Jennifer L. Armentrout
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"My brain must have felt sorry for me, so it’d created the only type of guy I could touch—a fantasy one." This quote explains how men are able to build up fantasies about women, because they know they will never be able to touch them. Women are not attracted to men who own everything or have everything, but rather those who do not own anything and have nothing. This is because a man who has everything is not incredibly interesting and does not possess a spark of who he really is.

Source: Cursed

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