I felt so low after that stupid morning, I had finally experienced my first asshole. I felt like I needed a round of applause. “You did it,” “He got you!” I felt embarrassed and used. “I can’t believe you didn’t fuck me last night.” REALLY!! REALLLYYY! Who the fuck says that? Excuse my language. But seriously. Want to know the worst part, the next day he deleted me off his Facebook!! Hahahahahah. What a douche. I hate it when boys delete me off their Facebook, like wow your cool we’re no longer friends, you really got me. The whole concept just really pisses me off.
Okay, now I have to share something with you, you might hate me and lose respect for me; you should know that I hate me and have lost respect for me too. I am going to do this fast, I texted the stupid asshole and was like “ I am sorry, u probs hate me. We should talk.” Wow, I really had no respect for myself. This guy had screwed me over, and here I was texting him. Want to know the best part, he texted me back and said, “We should go our separate ways.”
I had gotten screwed twice in one weekend by the asshole, and we did not even have sex. Well, I guess this is really how my story ends with this guy. I never really saw him after that, except driving around. I slowly but surely got my self-confidence back, and am glad that I met Eric. If it was not for him, I would think men were actually nice creatures. If it was not for Eric, I would still think that boys are harmless.
So, ladies take from a girl with all the experience in the world, not. Boys are jerks, and even if you think your boy is not a jerk, well, he is. He will hurt you, and if you think he won’t, think again. Better yet, we should all just become lesbians, and leave them all to pleasure their asshole selves. Who’s with me!? Yeah, maybe not.
Till next time.
When is it really okay to start pet names in a relationship?
I was asking myself this question when I received a text from this guy I am “sort of” with, this is what he said: “Good point. Goodnight munchkin.”
I do not know why after reading this text I got this gagging feeling in my throat. First of all I am NOT some snack from Dunkin Donuts, second of all am I fat that he has to come up with that nickname? We had only been together a few months; he is not even my boyfriend. To me, pet names have always taken the relationship to the next level.
Then I started thinking, what is a good pet name? Honey, baby, sweetie, sweetie pie, honey bunches of oats, squirrel, flower, and the list goes on forever. I do not care if it is good or not, there should be specific time to cross that line, maybe sit down and have a conversation about what is appropriate. Then, tell your significant other when he is able to use such nickname.
I gave a guy my number and two seconds later, he was already calling me “sweetheart.” That right there was a deal breaker. I do not know if it just me that thinks this way. Per names can be embarrassing and should only be used when both parties have a non spoken agreement, better yet SPOKEN agreement on when to start with the names.
When do you think it is okay to start using pet names? What is the most embarrassing one you have heard?
Thanks a lot BABIES (gagging sound) !!
I have been a little down lately and have been searching for the things that make me happy. I was walking down the hallway of my school when I noticed a girl wearing an ugly ass sweater. Then, I thought to myself, wow thank god I don’t have that sweater and it made me feel tres bon. I was looking at things that made others look bad, not only did it give me a confidence boost, it also made me a little bit happier.
So just for you here is a tip:
When you are feeling down look at something that makes someone else look bad, and be happy that you are not that person.
And when you become jolly and happy, look at that poor person and compliment them on something, who knows maybe he or she is also having a downer kind of day… Hence, why else would you wear an ugly sweater.
Till next time