I was looking for a husband

The best half year of my life yes, was that 6 months when I was looking for a husband. My friends left Budapest. I was alone in Via di Fiorino. Grandmas started to talk with me on the bus. Hatim, my arab friend was encouriging me, to show my breasts, to dress sexy and to get to know guys. I made up my marketing plan, started to talk with guys even if I was shy like crazy. I met many guys, yes, had sex with a few, but none of them wanted anything serious from me, just sex or just a flirt or just help in their shop or that I would write their school project. In order to save their ass, they would even tell me, that what I feel for them, it’s not love, and that they have never gotton over their ex yet or the cultures are too different etc. They were playing. It was funny to flirt and to play, but I kept wondering all the time, “will I ever have a life-time partner?”. Flirting and playing is fun, but it was not my long-term aim. I wanted a long-term relationship. The Croatian played me, the Turkish played me etc., and I enjoyed the game, but was just a game. I don’t regret it, but I was looking for a husband. And who didn’t play me was my Italian, current husband. I don’t mention the other guys together with him, cause he was looking for a long term relationship too. The other guys were just looking for someone to play with. And hop-on-hop off blames and bad looks, please, spare them. If it was the first guy, who would have been my long-term guy, I would have skipped all the others. Once a girl asked me, if she should get married with the first guy she was in love with, or listen to her collegues and try other guys, enjoy life. Based on my experiences I told her to get married. LOL They are together, they had their first baby, she has her shop. And I think she is happy. So, this is what I think about the kurva part of my life.