I'm starting to lose hope in true romance. I just don't think theres that perfect bliss love. Sure there's the first couple months of any relationship where everythings magical and perfect, all glitter and giggles. But then when thats gone, whats left? I want to find someone who, when the glitter and giggles wears off, is still there. Who turns into my best friend. Who thinks I'm just as sexy in my sweat pants as when I'm rockin my new lacy panties. Who knows how to make my most miserable days bearable. I don't want a fairy tale, I want to have little fights, I want to disagree and work things out. I want the ups and downs and the whole crazy package but I'm just so tired of trying to make excuses for guys. I don't want someone who can't help out around the house, or who stays at the gym more than he stays at home, I don't want some egotistical freak or some guy that wears more hair product than I do.
Why is it so hard to just find a down to earth, normal guy, who can show emotions and appriciate me without going all creepy stalkerish. Am I crazy here girls or is this whole absolute love idea a dying breed?