Why I hate men
hate mail me
|Everything seems to be
all about pussy with them. How much they can get, how quick they can get it and for how
cheap. Yeah I like sex too, but I also have other words in my vocabulary like
"relationship" and "cuddle".
When in-groups they act like a bunch of cavemen. When with you, they act completely different. Six months later, you realize he really is Cro-Magnon man.
They never keep their promises. You can forget about that trip next year, or his promise to "never hurt you."
They ask me out, but then never call. Why do they fucking do this?
They always give me some pussy-ass bullshit about being "afraid to fall in love" with me. Spineless fools, are not willing to take a risk.
They all seem to want a mommy. Guys think that it is my duty to care of them. Not bloody likely. Cook and clean your own damn house. And get back under the truck!
Men are weak. They always are bitching and moaning about something, just listen.
When I am nice to a guy, he thinks that means I like him. When I turn him down I suddenly become a "teasing bitch".
They say the same crap to every girl they meet. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." Etc etc etc. Then they wonder why we roll our eyes at them.
They never call, they are never on time and they cant remember shit.
They constantly talk about themselves and dont ever seem to be interested in what makes me tick.
They are extremely shallow. They want a drop dead gorgeous woman who is smart and a slut. Yeah, keep dreaming.
I dont want the ones that want me and the ones that I want dont want me. That is life though I guess.
They look too damn good in uniform. It is not fair.
I live in a small town outside of Los Angeles, and it seems almost impossible for a guy to come the distance to take me out. They bitch and whine about how "far away" I live. If you want a bj, put a little effort in asshole!