- Rachel: Hope you're keeping warm out there....we will try to help with these hot hits!
- (I turn off the mic)
- Me: What the hell was that?
- Rachel: I don't know. Just let it happen.
“Any moment could be your last breath….or the next one…”
Well, I’m gonna shift the tone of this blog for awhile. Less controversy, less depressing Dakota, and more Laughs. I mean not all chucklehouse, this ain’t Twitter.
I also forgot I made that short story blog. Whoops!
Thanks for reading,
Oh man, these are the tough questions.
Let’s see. I guess its gotta be mid 2000s Ashton Kutcher. When he was in everything.
Sorry you had to read that,
Dear Anon.,For the record, bitch is not a term I throw around lightly. And I try to use it as rarely as I can to describe women. Secondly, and most importantly. I based what I said very little off of what’s directly happened to me. I can’t stress that enough. I based what i said on about 80% what ive seen and 20% what ive experienced. And while there were some honest thoughts, there were also some exaggerations and humor. I also feel like I should say I was not in any way trying to come off like I’m some chosen fighter for love, justice and morality. I just felt like a lot of people lately were wondering why they weren’t getting love they deserved from people. So I spoke my mind to them.
I couldnt agree with you more, I have made horrible choices in some people yes. I never once said all women because as you said I have only interacted with the ones I know(and it’s not even ALL of them for the record) and nor did I say it was just women, I’m aware there are probably an equal amount of women saying these same things about men and it’s just as valid. I mean Jesus Christ have you heard the way most men describe women these days? History merely tought me that ‘girls’(they arent women yet) often, not always, say they want one thing, but only if it’s wrapped in a package that’s suitable for them and that’s just completely fucked up, and I’m not saying some guys don’t do the same or that it’s any more ok.
As far as the Facebook message comparison that was more the joke portion(I feel like that was lost to several people…that this was a bit exaggerated for comedy), however I feel in some sense it’s pretty sound. A lot of guys randomly Facebooking girls these days, and it seems to work more than it doesn’t. As an outside observer. I stand by what I said that that’s fucking creepy, and it’s horrible that that acts as a pick up line now. Having a Facebook conversation and messaging a girl you don’t know are two VERY different things btw.
I figured out already that I’ve been attracted to some very poor characters. The whole point of that post wasn’t to attack every single person born with a vagina, if it doesn’t apply to you than great. And if it does, well….thats for you to deal with not me.(that’s directed to anyone reading, not this anon in particular.
The message of that post wasn’t any particular fuck you to anyone, it’s about how embarrassed I am of people and society. And how hypocritical people can be on the subject of love. But im always aware there are exceptions. And I’m not losing faith in anything, if anything I have more because with all this bullshit going on people still write love songs, amongst other beautiful things. I just wanted to make a sort of tongue in cheek post about all the “friend zone” stuff I’ve seen on the Internet lately. And my thoughts.
It was certainly meant to be more funny than anything, as I’ve had my fair share of posts with malintent(you can check my archives….try December) this wasn’t one.
So take that post with a grain of salt I guess, but I’m not taking anything back, and sorry if anyone misinterpreted my message or intent. I still very much believe in love, and intend to find a woman that does to. But if you can look me in the eyes and tell me there is nothing wrong with how people interact these days then we have more problems than the content of my post to deal with.
Thanks for reading,
Little tip to any of you fellas planning big romantic love related speeches to the girls: It only works if you’re attractive, they tend to leave that detail out when they whine about no one doing things for them. I’ll give you a second to let that sink in, but I would hope were all old enough to know that by now.
Also, don’t ever say things like “I want a love like this”. Fuck that, wouldn’t you want a love like yours? I certainly dont want someone elses love. Guys that’s to you as well! The worlds not a goddamn novel, and if you spend too long looking for some idea of perfect you’re going to get royally fucked….and probably be alone with nothing but regret. Love is a lot of things, but defined isn’t one of them. People over complicate things like this by thinking “well what if we break up” or “what if I can be happier with someone else”(that ones fucked up, I’ve lived both ends of it…..at the same time. Long story, but good one). Why ask fucking questions! If you are happy with someone else be.fucking.happy. Relationships are two people making things perfect for them, it isn’t puzzle pieces matching up…at least not always. It’s like 2 liquids merging together and changing each other to create one badass drink. Or a better metaphor I can’t think of.(Similie, whatever.)
To you fellas(or she fellas…ladies can get rejected too) that may have been in such a situation. (some say friendzoned but thats the dumbest fucking think ever…ill explain another day why that doesnt exist.) Might I suggest loving yourself?(no, not like that pervert…although I imagine a lot of that goes on…..I guess…..). I mean work on YOU, because one day they won’t be worrying about how you look in a sideways instagram picture with them, they will worry about how well you provides and complement them……..hopefully. I could be wrong, and eventually society will devolve into one big issue of People Magazine and you’re either beautiful on the outside or dead.(although a constant “Who Wore It Best” would be kinda awesome.)
I mean why waste time with poetry, or surprises, or love letters, or spending like 3 months planning a Valentines Day you don’t get to celebrate when you can just send a Facebook message saying virtually any nonsense with your phone number and it’s just as effective….even though that’s fucking creepy.
DISCLAIMER: Your results may vary on the latter depending on the amount of abdomen exposed in your douchebag profile picture. Also, be prepared for the former to be absolutely taken for granted and under appreciated when with them, and then talked about often saying they want it when you’re not.
I’m just embarrassed to live when I do. I feel like the few people who appreciate beauty in a non-physical sense are like the Rebel Alliance….and we are fighting the Galactic Empire. And as badass as that sounds, it’s a tragedy. And I gotta say, don’t reblog something if you don’t mean it when it counts….that’s how they fooled me.
Thanks for reading,