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Many of you may be wondering why I've started up with the weblogs again. Aside from having alot on my mind, I've found out very recently that it's much easier to gather your thoughts and convey them when you're sober. Unfortunately, I, like many others, feel a bit of cowardice and only proffer the truth when highly inebriated, or when writing a weblog. :)
I was just going through the old blogs, trying to see if I had covered today's topic before; but I'm so angry and bitter that I really don't give a shit if I have covered this before. And if I have covered this before, think of this as a refresher, or an appendix. Just fucking read on!
Back in high school, I had this friend, and she and I were great friends. Now, I had always felt something for this friend, but I never made it known, I merely suffered silently. Finally, when she did know how I felt years later, she played these little games with me, these bullshit women's magazine games, trying to see if I would be a good boyfriend. You know what? I failed most of these games, and on the basis of that, nothing ever became of us.
What kind of bullshit is this?
Do you women really think this bullshit is for real? And I'm not just talking about the women's magazine games, I'm talking about all games. Why play games? Why mess with the bullshit? Especially if it's a guy you know, why bother? I mean, when it comes to him being a good boyfriend (and it's a two-way street guys, when it comes to gals you know, and whether they'll be good girlfriends), either you know, or you don't.
I'll never stop loving women, or become one of these god-damned misogynists, but you women really have to stop. Don't test or tease a guy, especially if you know how he feels. Be honest, tell him the truth, and stick with the decision. Don't try rub his thigh, or pinch his nipple, when you've told him that you don't want to be anything but friends.
You'd do us a greater service boosting our psyches than our egos.
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