Brokenhearted or just plain stupid?

Once upon a time I told myself that I would never give up until I found the perfect man for me. What exactly does the "perfect man" have? what is it that makes him so perfect? That he makes you laugh? That he makes you smile? That he tells you everything you want to hear and puts you on the highest cloud only to let you fall once he's done with you? All of the above has happened to me and I think I've come to the conclusion that my heart should not be given away. The asshole I gave it to decided he was going to play hackey sack with it. Last time I checked, that wasn't the appropriate way to make use of someone's heart. A word to the wise: if it doesn't feel right, it probably isn't and you should get out before your heart is stomped on. I also just realized that i'm rambling...which I hate doing so i'm going to end this right now. If you still read my blog...screw you, Doug!