I don't need a man to go to sleep at night. I know I'll get a perfectly good night's rest and wake up just the same, but who would actually rather cuddle up with a body pillow than a guy? The pillow doesn't hug back! Okay, if you close your eyes and pretend, memory foam does a pretty good job, but it doesn't compare to real flesh and bones.

I don't need a man to make me happy. I want a man who adds to my happiness in a way that is so indescribable, not even Webster could find written word to explain it.

I don't need a man to comfort me when I'm having a bad day. I want a man who loves me so much, that when I hurt, he hurts just as deeply because I'm a part of him.

Don't be anyone's side dish. If you're in this kind of situation and I'm offending you that's just too bad, because you need to hear it. Reality Check- A man doesn't want a side of broccoli when he has a giant steak in front of him. FYI- You're not the steak.

What pillow can one have like a good conscience?

Have you looked around lately? There are more muffin-top, camel-toe, wedgie-assed women on the street than hotdog stands! These women need to take a hard look in the mirror, and be honest with themselves. No one knows what size is labeled on the inside of your clothes. Please, for the love of God, buy the bigger size, because we're all a bit tired of looking at the outline of your labia!