Reasons why i hate men
REASON#1
REASON#1
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you are pretty pathetic. really. you have turned into a sad little person, everytime your name comes up from anyone it's about what a waste you've become. posting pictures in some desperate grab for attention is not going to work. i don't want ANYTHING to do with you ever again. that's ever as in FOREVER.
any chance you had of me seeing you as anything other than another version of lishah is gone as of this past week. you keep talking shit to people i know, everyone is just looking at you like some poor little thing who's chasing pat around and can't compete with his new girl. which is pretty much the truth. i am happy with jessica and am buying a big house and we have a baby on the way, there is no chance of me ever coming back to you.
you and lishah can have your little 'i wish i had pat back' club all you want, neither of you are relevant anymore anywhere. no one cares about either of you and you both are sort of the same joke told two different ways.
stop calling me when you're fucked up, stop calling from other people's phones-i don't have your number anymore anyways, calling from another number is as dumb as when you called from a pay phone. i don't care if someone tells you i said something nice about you, i don't want to hear anything you have to say you addict. i don't want to date you, see you, hear your crying, fuck you, see pictures of you, hear your lies, or anything else. i don't want anything to do with you or lishah. you two and nikki are all the same person to me and all you've done is convince me how amazing jessica really is.
i thought you were supposed to have all these people all over the place throwing themselves at you? you're supposed to be this hot suicide girl, right? with movie stars and famous tattoo artists amd djs and all kinds of people chasing you? or is a drag queen the best you can do? what kind of 'suicide girl' chases around an ex who doesn't even admit to sleeping with her half the time anymore? it's pitiful and you're looking like the puppy who won't get off my door step.. it's time for you to just fade the fuck away. no one wants you around anymore.
and no, there is no chance i'd ever tattoo you again. ever. i have an idea though, since you and lishah are little buddies now, why don't you gout out there (like you have gas money to get out of pcola anyways) and let her muddle her way through it? see how that turns out for you.
i don't even really hate you and it's not fun to have to tell you the truth like this but being nice and treating you like an adult doesn't work. and if you are fucked up reading this (don't lie to yourself, you know if you're fucked up or not) sober up and re-read it. understand that i don't want you in my life anymore an ANY WAY. i am over trying to wait on you to stop acting like a child. it's to the point where any shred of feelings i had for you are 100% gone. i do not want you to contact me in any way ever again. you are just boring and irritating at this point. go find someone else to bother.
this is where i'd usually say to try to stop eating pills and snorting coke and smoking weed and getting drunk so you can start some sort of life that isn't such a train wreck, but i just don't care what you do anymore. sorry, i don't. stop being a joke, go do something new, this is over.
you are pretty pathetic. really. you have turned into a sad little person, everytime your name comes up from anyone it's about what a waste you've become. posting pictures in some desperate grab for attention is not going to work. i don't want ANYTHING to do with you ever again. that's ever as in FOREVER.
any chance you had of me seeing you as anything other than another version of lishah is gone as of this past week. you keep talking shit to people i know, everyone is just looking at you like some poor little thing who's chasing pat around and can't compete with his new girl. which is pretty much the truth. i am happy with jessica and am buying a big house and we have a baby on the way, there is no chance of me ever coming back to you.
you and lishah can have your little 'i wish i had pat back' club all you want, neither of you are relevant anymore anywhere. no one cares about either of you and you both are sort of the same joke told two different ways.
stop calling me when you're fucked up, stop calling from other people's phones-i don't have your number anymore anyways, calling from another number is as dumb as when you called from a pay phone. i don't care if someone tells you i said something nice about you, i don't want to hear anything you have to say you addict. i don't want to date you, see you, hear your crying, fuck you, see pictures of you, hear your lies, or anything else. i don't want anything to do with you or lishah. you two and nikki are all the same person to me and all you've done is convince me how amazing jessica really is.
i thought you were supposed to have all these people all over the place throwing themselves at you? you're supposed to be this hot suicide girl, right? with movie stars and famous tattoo artists amd djs and all kinds of people chasing you? or is a drag queen the best you can do? what kind of 'suicide girl' chases around an ex who doesn't even admit to sleeping with her half the time anymore? it's pitiful and you're looking like the puppy who won't get off my door step.. it's time for you to just fade the fuck away. no one wants you around anymore.
and no, there is no chance i'd ever tattoo you again. ever. i have an idea though, since you and lishah are little buddies now, why don't you gout out there (like you have gas money to get out of pcola anyways) and let her muddle her way through it? see how that turns out for you.
i don't even really hate you and it's not fun to have to tell you the truth like this but being nice and treating you like an adult doesn't work. and if you are fucked up reading this (don't lie to yourself, you know if you're fucked up or not) sober up and re-read it. understand that i don't want you in my life anymore an ANY WAY. i am over trying to wait on you to stop acting like a child. it's to the point where any shred of feelings i had for you are 100% gone. i do not want you to contact me in any way ever again. you are just boring and irritating at this point. go find someone else to bother.
this is where i'd usually say to try to stop eating pills and snorting coke and smoking weed and getting drunk so you can start some sort of life that isn't such a train wreck, but i just don't care what you do anymore. sorry, i don't. stop being a joke, go do something new, this is over.
REASON#2
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such a sad, sad little thing. i really just sort of feel sorry for you. have fun pretending to be married and tricking yourself into thinking you doing anything different than what you've been doing. people know you reached as high as were going to get when i was pulling you along, and so do you. and i think i'll do just fine wether you parade around telling people not to get tattooed by your ex boyfriend or not. no one knows you anyways. haha, you'll probably hurt my tattoo carreer as much as you did sean's or shauncey's, you are just that girl that whored around with a bunch of musicians and tattoo artists trying to find someone to take care of you. you're irrelevant. you're an addict and no one takes you seriously at all. and you know that too. and people are noticing YOUR weight gain too...so careful calling names! cause if you get all the way fat NO ONE will care what happens to you, right now, you're like lishah, skating by on the fact that people who don't know you want to fuck you. hold onto that as long as possible, cause when that's gone, you'll have to find a norman too! looking forward to that? so do what you normally do, get wasted and pretend you don't have a drug problem and cut yourself up and blame a guy for it, you aren't fooling anyone
enjoy your 'coffee' haha!
such a sad, sad little thing. i really just sort of feel sorry for you. have fun pretending to be married and tricking yourself into thinking you doing anything different than what you've been doing. people know you reached as high as were going to get when i was pulling you along, and so do you. and i think i'll do just fine wether you parade around telling people not to get tattooed by your ex boyfriend or not. no one knows you anyways. haha, you'll probably hurt my tattoo carreer as much as you did sean's or shauncey's, you are just that girl that whored around with a bunch of musicians and tattoo artists trying to find someone to take care of you. you're irrelevant. you're an addict and no one takes you seriously at all. and you know that too. and people are noticing YOUR weight gain too...so careful calling names! cause if you get all the way fat NO ONE will care what happens to you, right now, you're like lishah, skating by on the fact that people who don't know you want to fuck you. hold onto that as long as possible, cause when that's gone, you'll have to find a norman too! looking forward to that? so do what you normally do, get wasted and pretend you don't have a drug problem and cut yourself up and blame a guy for it, you aren't fooling anyone
enjoy your 'coffee' haha!
Thank you PATRICK for reminding me yet again why i dont bother dating seriously, and why im scared to get into anything serious with men
I fucking hope hes proud of himself.
a 31 year old man saying shit like that to a 21 year old girl
oh he just impregnated a 20 year old girl. well he got her pregnant while me and him were dating.
is it bad that i hope the baby comes out retarded? lol
talk about fucking peices of shit
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Some ladies have a problem drawing a distinction between an arrogant asshole and a confident man. There's a world of difference between the two. One is pretending to be what the other actually is.
You're frustrated. It's understandable. I also fully understand why some adult models and dancers grow to hate males because of the dense number of assholes that usually occupy their professional spheres.
In the future, when you meet a fellow that reminds you of the one you are ranting about, run in the other direction Try to locate a man that wants to be your best friend and who respects you. Save becoming lovers with him until you've firmly established those things, unless you happen to be solely after physical affection at that time.
In closing, don't let the jerks win. There are guys out there worthy of your affection.