Posts Tagged ‘life’

I haven’t been angry in a fucking while. I guess a couple of huge losses have made me numb to pain.

Interestingly, I woke up this morning with an email, a notification about a comment made on one of my post which you can follow by clicking here.

First, SHE WASN’T FUCKING MARRIED!

Second, IT WAS FUCKING DINNER AND SHE WAS THE ONE WHO INVITED ME AND OFFERED TO PICK ME UP!

Third, YOU ARE A DUMB BITCH WHO CAN’T EVEN LOOK AT THE DAMN FACTS BEFORE REACTING and to get psychological on your ass, YOU ARE PROBABLY THE ONE WHO DOESN’T HAVE A LIFE. You have made the terrible mistake of being dumb enough to misjudge people and misread situations which is why you’re probably full of bitterness and now you’re taking it out on that post because you have been in a somewhat similar situation, only playing a different role somewhere.

YES, I DON”T HAVE A CAR BECAUSE I FUCKING WALK because one, it’s dumb to waste money on all car-related expenses when all the places I need to go to are within a mile radius of my house and when I actually need to go beyond that, there are people who actually offer to take me out. Two, I’m concerned with the environment and I actually think that YOUR VERY EXISTENCE IS HARMFUL TO THE ENVIRONMENT simply because YOU’RE A DUMB FUCKING STUPID BITCH WHO CAN’T EVEN THINK OR AT LEAST INVESTIGATE BEYOND WHAT YOU HAVE INITIALLY OBSERVED.

Going back, sure she doesn’t like me and I am aware of that.

Sure, I qualify as a loser for not having the girl and complaining about it here.

And sure, I am a douchebag here. A very big one at that.

But please, for the love of whatever you hold precious, DON’T GIVE ME A REASON TO BE ANGRY AGAIN JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE TOO DAMN STUPID.

Also, although it’s not a requirement, READ THE HOMEPAGE AND THE FAQ section before you make judgements about me as a person. Not that I really give a fuck…Or actually I do give a fuck because I’m sick of being misjudged. Well actually you can make judgements and reactions here, and if that Melanie person only got the facts right I would have simply let her comment be.

Moral Lesson:

DON’T  EVER MAKE CONCLUSIONS BASED SIMPLY ON THE INITIAL INFORMATION. TRY TO DIG DEEPER OR AT LEAST REVIEW THE FACTS PRESENTED BEFORE YOU DO ANYTHING OR YOU RISK DOING SOMETHING REALLY STUPID THAT CAN COST YOU.

Now who says you can’t get something good out of a douchebag?

FUCK YOU MELANIE AND THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME SOMETHING TO WRITE ABOUT.

I found the first girl I liked after almost a year of being somehow uninterested in relationships. I met her at the office as a client and my goodness everything went so darned smooth and well that we were chatting like we’ve known each other for years the next day. Fucking great right?

She had a boyfriend, a childhood sweetheart. But he was in the army, and was in another state. Fucking perfect isn’t it? It was like fucking destiny decided to throw this old dog a bone.

Everything was fucking set. A few days later, she invited me to have dinner and of course I jumped in and went with her. Everything seemed smooth and perfect. It was just in the mall’s foodcourt, no biggie. It wasn’t a date or anything, but still it was just me and her and we had a nice discussion so it was as good to me as it could be.

She dropped me off after that dinner, I went back to my room so high in fucking happiness that I could almost throw up everything I just ate. I couldn’t sleep that night. I had so many plans. I was in love…

The morning after, I texted her the usual good morning and something was off. She didn’t text back right away and when she did, it was a simple good morning, unlike the usual thing with a follow up question and a smiley. I ignored it. Maybe she just woke up in the wrong side of the bed. No biggie right?So I just wished her a nice day and hoped that we could talk again the evening after work.

The evening after…..No reply to my texts…..She was online on chat but didn’t respond…..Days went on without anything, not even a single damn letter of the fucking english alphabet…..

I was going crazy. Did I say something wrong? Did I do something wrong? I played the entire event over and over in my head for days. What could I have said or done for her to suddenly go cold? I thought and thought and thought but there really was nothing.

NO FUCKING THING. HONEST. If you don’t believe me, FUCK YOU TOO…..

Anyways…..

I quit weed months ago but I couldn’t stop being paranoid that I begged my cousin to pick me up, drive me around, and score me some weed…..

As a last ditch effort, I sent her a long email with all of my purest feelings with the best words I can find. Still nothing…..

It’s been two weeks now. She already responded to me a few days ago, apologizing for being too busy with family affairs. After that single message, I never heard from her again. What went fucking wrong?!

I’m hurt. Yes, I’m a sorry loser so shut up motherfucker and read!

I’ll never fucking trust a woman again. At least not as easy as I did with her. I was too fucking careless.

Maybe that was my damn mistake. Was she just messing with me? I wouldn’t fucking know, but I wish I knew.

I wish I had all the fucking answers. As you can see, I haven’t posted here for a long time, which basically means that I have kept my anger within manageable levels but now, I’m just so fucking hurt and fucking angry.

To all you fuckers out there I said it once and I’m gonna say it again:

DON’T FUCKING GET INTO MY LIFE IF YOU’RE GONNA SUDDENLY CHECK OUT BITCH!

Last week, I made an open letter to my relatives expressing everything I truly feel and everything I really thought of. I did it with all love and respect. I was even very apologetic and I even went as far on the ass kissing as comparing them to my god and my parents. I poured all my pain and my gratitude and what did I get? A fucking slap on the face! Well not a real slap, but an emotional slap.

I mean what the fuck?! So you’re trying to tell me that expressing how I really feel and thanking you for everything you did for me means that I’m being a fucking ingrate?! Motherfuckers!

You know what? Fuck you all. Fuck you every minute of every day, every year, for the rest of your lives. Just do the fucking math of how many times I fuck you over. Fuck all of you.