girls suck

You know, I could honestly choose to be gay just based on dumb-ass girls. Seriously. Always some dumb bitch somewhere saying something else that is completely unnecessary.

Round One

For instance, this picture to the left. So I'm talking to Tai and passing thoughts for a while. He showed me his new phone and talked to me about his time in Seattle. He commented on another icon I had, so I changed the picture here on the left. We were talking intermittently for hours in this way. Mostly on webcam. Things were going okay for the most part. As the night got later, I asked about parents and told him about being here.

Then enter the gf. This is where things get frustrating because after the last few rounds of bullshit with her, I thought we had some kind of understanding about things. This was obviously not the case as she proceeds to say I should change my picture because my penis looks small. Honestly. She really said that. Actually, I toned it down a bit. I ran through a few million things I could have said and narrowed it down to silence; bitch isn't worth the time. Really isn't. It just gets old after a while.

Then she asks if I'm gay, straight or bi. Who gives a shit? I ignored the question. Whichever I am, it isn't for her to know. One: she's taken. Why the fuck is she asking me? Two: he's taken. Why would I bother with that? Three: we've had this discussion. I'm not interested in that kind of relationship with him...

Drama-fied.... ugh...

Round Two

Now I have to deal with this other broad that one of my friends is going out with. The first night we met was unexpected; I had asked SP to pick me up and he said he'd be there. Typically he comes alone, but that night it was with the woman. Fine. I just want some food, then I want to go home.

This was not to be.

SP asked me what I wanted to do because I didn't want to go, then decided not to take me home and laughed about the fact that I would be pissed off about going when I didn't want to go. Fuck that. I had phone calls I missed anyway, so I returned them and walked around Target, leaving them to themselves for whatever they were looking for. I talked to SK-K for a while about this and that and just caught up on life. It was nice to do for a while. Decided to make the most of a bad situation by buying some hygienic things while talking. They did their thing and we left. I got home, glad to be home, and relaxed for the evening by doing my usual things and thinking nothing further of the earlier events.

The next day, I text SP and ask for a ride to work. I get it and he meet me and says he's concerned about something the broad said -- namely that I'm immature and whatnot -- and why she would have an issue with anything I did last night. This chick rode in a car with me for twenty minutes and didn't say anything, then I hear this shit? Oh yeah, I'm pissed.

I go to work and decide that I'm going to brush this off for my friend's sake; he likes the bitch, so I can be civil, right?

"How's princess?" Are you kidding me?! Are you f'n kidding me?! Then, "She doesn't seem to care about your thoughts as much as she thinks you should just get over how you feel about her and..." or "She thinks you're jealous of us and mad because I want to be with her and you don't want us to be together and..." Why would I care about her life at all? I don't know her. She can date and whatever else she wants to. I don't care. What I do care about is her keeping my name in her mouth and throwing out assumptions about who I am or what I will do in the future when she doesn't know me at all.

As such, I decided to write her a facebook message. I made every effort to be civil and polite even. Please read:

title: to be precise...

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msg: It seems that the results of our first meet-up have left bang-ups and bruises. It seems that I've left you feeling however you feel in a negative manner and you have your reasons and right to feel that way.

I suppose this is where I insert reasons and/or excuses for doing what I did or behaving the way I behaved... or just blow you off and say a bunch of derogatory things...

I'm going to forego all of that and talk about something else that I think is important: [assumptions and projections]. To sum up, however you feel about me, I think it is unfair for you to assume that I think or feel a certain way without asking me first, then make a bunch of statements about how I will feel and/or act in the future based on incomplete - and honestly, quite inaccurate - information.

If you don't know how I feel about something, I can understand that. We don't know each other. I am an open book and have no problem clearing up any problems or misconceptions about anything I do or say; if I do something that makes you think, "What is his problem?", then ask me. I think that is fair and mature... and considering that the issue of my maturity came up, I'm sure this small request should be more than easy to fulfill.

The other thing is about making statements about the future of what I will think/say/do. Again, we don't know each other and I don't make these assumptions about you and I would expect you -- again as a mature, understanding adult -- to avoid these things.

You are completely entitled to like or not like me as you wish. However that turns out, there's no reason we can't be civil to each other whether we are in the same place or not.

Marquis

ps: I'm no princess -- I AM THE QUEEN! *complete with snaps, head rolls, and other assorted fierceness*

Then she gets mad at SP. Mad at him because I wrote her a message. I'm guessing it was too much for her to "woman up" and just write me back with her thoughts about my words.

Drama-fied bitches. GROW UP! It's yet another reason, I swear.....