Hookers Need Not Apply
And the story is always the same. So tonight I went to the club with Debbie and Brandon. I'll just get to the point because I don't feel like bull shitting around it. Mindy was there with some guy. Some guy she was dancing with... and smiling at... and holding... and kissing. I mean, Jesus fucking Christ. To add insult to injury, he's nowhere near as good looking as I am. Why the fuck do I always end up with these stupid fucking bitches. They are all just fucking liars. At least with the stupid fucking slutty bitches I get the satisfaction of saying at least I made out with them. This time I just get to say Wow, I got owned. So that is over and done with, I'm not fighting for anyone and I'm sure as fuck not going to be anyone’s back up plan. So now I get to add a new piece of wisdom I've taken from a failed relationship. Or at least a failed wanted to have relationship. You know, I try not to let the bad experiences I have affect the way I treat the new people I meet, but maybe I should. From what I've seen, they're all the same. I'm so sick of it. I'm sick of the lies, I'm sick of the rise and fall. I'm sick of trying to be honest with people. I'm sick of wasting my time. And I'm sick of always singing the same song. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go sulk and be angry. Way to go channeling my energy into something productive.