breakuprant

Ok so call me a heartless bitch, but on occasion I take pleasure in hurting boys. It's fun. Call it payback. This time, it was personal. So ok HE thought it was going well, I thought I was going to vomit. He thought we were moving in together, I thought he was dillusional. HE said he loved me, I threw up.
My dad said to me, when he finished laughing..."He seems like a repressed guy, everything he feels must be 10 times more intense, but love can't happen after 2 and a half months."
I agree with him, my dad is a smart guy. By no means can love possibly be after such a short amount of time. If the party of the second part ( my ex thank god ) seems to think so, he needs some heavy doses of medication. I'm sorry to be mean but DAMN!!!!
My very first boyfriend said it to me after the second date. He looks at me with wide adoring eyes and says, "I love you!!!" I looked at him with bile in my throat and said, "Call someone who cares."
I was a bit bitchy when I was 14 *hehe*
Now either I date the looneys or I have such an effect on guys that they actually mean it. Scary shit. I say I date the loonies. I know i'm nothing special, just your run of the mill immature little bitch, but I mean...6 boyfriends in a row now have been tossed aside because they chose to say those 3 little words that send me into a screaming panicky frenzy.
Sure, say it to me in a year, if you want to get laid, shit just ask. No need to say "I LOOOOOOVE YOOOOOUUUU" to get yer dick wet.
Those words make me ill, I can't stand them, especially when used so irresponsibly.
I hold the theory that the words, "I love you" are some of the best ones in this language and in any other, and should be said only when the feeling is certain.
People need to learn how to distinguish Love from Infatuation.
They were all infatuated or insane, perhaps a pleasant mix of the two. Whatever it was, I don't give a rats patootie.
Word to the wise boys, NEVER...and I mean N-E-V-E-R whisper those sweet little words in my ear unless we've been seeing each other for at least 6 months to a year and our sex routine has gotten a bit stale, otherwise, you are likely to be sent off to loser island to think about your mental health for a looong looooooong time.