There are many things that all girls go through.

They all make us laugh hysterically, cry like it's the end of the world or worse, turn us into crazed stalkers.

It's very easy to flit between these.

We all go on bad dates which make us swear off men for a few days and convince ourselves the only man we need is Jim (gym) or our Dads. The kind of guy that might actually make you vom-in-mouth if he so much as brushed passed your arm. The kind of man that makes us try and convince ourselves that we won't end up alone with hundreds of cats and it's the men of the world that are emotional retards, not us.

We have all experienced a good date too. The hot dude that picks you up in a nice car, smelling like an industrial accident at the Lynx factory with perfect teeth and the ability to charm your pants right off on a first date. The kind of man that makes it appropriate to text your Mum saying 'Buy a hat Ma, he's the one!' The type of guy that tells you over and over that he's not just after sex and he's looking for the right girl, potentially wife material. Of course he's saying this to your tits but it's okay because he's so hot.

As girls we pick flaws out of everyone, even if he is the nearest thing to perfect we've met in years, that tiny blonde hair growing from his neck freckle will be a deal breaker. The monobrow and murderous laugh will cancel out the Audi and the cheeky wink. It's just what happens to us, as girls. So here is my question? Are we destined to be alone? Walk the earth as one? Use men only to mate then never talk to them again? There is a snake that slides across another snake to mate, dives under the water and into a cave, hides it's eggs, then leaves the eggs, swims off and starts a new life. Is this the future of the female race?