Monday, December 1, 2008

So many boyfriends.

I've been told by many that my infatuations with men are a bit over-the-top.  It's funny how twisted and fucked up that so many of these shit for brains fuck tards somehow manage to weasel their way into my life and fuck everything up.  And do you know why?  Because they look sooo good.  I don't think that it is male validation that I necessarily want.  I don't think I have ever sufficiently gotten male validation.  I think my friends have validated me even more, because they do it on a level that is all encompassing to the very person that I am (not just how I look, or the cool thing that I might have said).  


How is it that a boy who lives in Kalamazoo has a power to make me grieve so far down the line, and I didn't even know him as well as I could have?  Why am I a sucker for celebrity look-a-likes?  Why do I have trouble keeping those said "Fuck buddies" to just said "Fuck Buddy" status?  How come everyone that I encounter has too many issues to even think about having a girlfriend, but they get a girlfriend right after they've been flinging with me for ages?  How come all of my exboyfriend's new girlfriends are skinny?  How come I always find a date with a man who doesn't have any time on his hands, but still went for the date (and was searching for a date) anyway?  Why are Mexican men so skeezy?  

Bleck.

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