Just a thought since you have a history of cheating, physical abuse, and emotional manipulation towards almost every girl you dated.
Don’t try to support feminism, when you perfect example of a patriarchal asshole.
men are far too needy, they constantly have to have my attention twenty four fucking seven. I feel suffocated each and every time and often feel obligated to deal with you.
i enjoy being independent, and having my free time not being harassed with repetitive text messages and phone calls. Most of you bore me anyways; only interesting for the first couple of days. Soon, each and every word you say is recycled. I’ve heard them all, and sadly they just go one ear out the other.
Maybe one day i will meet a mister right again, that will keep me on seats edge with his impeccable charm and intoxicating expression of intelligence. I’ll actually feel the tingle between my knees and feel enlightened to know that there are men out there with soul.
Don’t fucking sit there and tell me,
“all I want is to be the best at something. anything at all. just once would be really nice and when I say best at something I mean the best at something for someone.”
After being in love with you since i was 16, don’t fucking pull that shit. I respect your marriage, but i am so close to screaming at you at the top of my lungs.
I know that post is about me, you don’t need riddles and metaphors to try to make it seem like it’s a mystery.
It frustrates me because i have always been a straight forward individual. I maybe indecisive with decisions, but never about my feelings. I told you to your face that i think you are a very wonderful person, but i am just not attracted to you in that way. That i would like to stay friends, and have you as my best bud in life. I know the friends zone isn’t exactly how anyone wants it, but at least i am not one of those ruthless girls that lead men on just because i want people to like me to feel better about myself. I maybe a horrible person in some areas, but not in swallowing hearts.
My problem is that you cannot let go of the fact that there is no attraction towards you. It’s not that i am shallow, just look at my track record of men. The reason why i just don’t feel like dating anyone at the moment is because my life is just so jam packed full of shit 24 fucking 7. Between work and school, i barely have any down time to do anything. Even if i did want to go out and do anything, i am bloody tired and feel like shit from exhaustion. Plus the main reason is that i am not over my last heartbreak. I haven’t been since last December. I told you that, and you still insist on making your shitty comments over facebook about me. To me that is not a friend, if you cannot accept my friendship then you do not deserve anything. You cannot respect the fact that i am still heartbroken and slowly getting over something, then you don’t respect me.
That is the reason why i dropped your friendship and choose to never speak to you again.
I understand your pumped full of various chemicals and haven’t slept for days. That doesn’t mean you can march your ass in here as you please irritating me to the highest degree.
The door bell rings every time you enter and exit my office. Each time your ass walks in and out of that door pacing like a fucking caged lion ready to shit itself, i want to take that damn door bell and bash you in the fucking head with it. Lovely, now you are talking to yourself in a irate manner while you make stupid random beep noises. I AM ABOUT TO THROW A FUCKING CHAIR AT YOUR FACE.
I’ve always had poor luck with men. Rejection is something i am all too familiar with and being the, “second best” is all i have ever known. This, “not good enough” insecurity is stemmed from being oppressed by my male peers and their over fabricated expectations of beauty. I have always heard from my crushes, “i would love a girl like you!” & “you’d make an awesome girlfriend.” I sit there like: HELLO I AM FUCKING SITTING RIGHT HERE, WHY NOT?! It’s not like i don’t say anything, i tell them straight up that i have a crush on them. Although, i hear the same gentle lines of rejection: “you know, you’re like a sister to me” & “i only like you as a friend.” Then of course my favorite, “I would totally date you, it’s just i am not ready to make a commitment right now.”
Those lines all mean the same thing & obviously you are not up to their fucking standards. I’m sorry that i don’t look like i belong on the cover of playboy or model for victoria’s secret. I’m fucking sorry my tits are not big enough, and my perky little B cups aren’t enough for you to grab. My assets are not up to your “standards”, but it’s not like any of you could score a girl like that in the first place, so keep masturbating to the covers of Front Magazine and free online porn.
I am fucking wonderful goddamnit! & if you cannot see that then i’m fucking glad because you do not deserve any part of me. Women are not manufactured, so bitch i don’t need you or your dick. As of Wednesday, April 4, 2012 i finally decided to pull my head out of my ass and give no more fucks over that stupid insecurity. I threw that out the window entirely, and it’s tumbling in the wind behind me. Yes.