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[fictionislies]

I'm going to be published in the next issue of the Giles Corey Press (yes, it's a Salem Witch Trials/The Crucible pun, funny huh?) which is the U of L independent, student-run literary magazine. Anyway, I've submitted to them before and not gotten accepted, but that was when I first got here and I was writing some mediocre weak-ass shit. So I'm

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[intermittenly]

Dude, thank you for writing this. I cannot tell you how much this story hit the spot. If there is one way in which college has changed me, it's that with the exception of my few male friends, I've come to detest men. I don't know why they even bother trying to make it appear as though they are motivated by anything other than the desire to manipulate women into fucking them. See, women complain that all men care about is sex, but I say, if a woman is lucky enough to meet a man that JUST cares about sex, as opposed to caring about manipulating women into facilitating his conquests, then I say she's pretty damn lucky. I think all guys understand this concept, and we hate it so much because we see it in ourselves. But really, I mean, there can only be so many times when I sit and see Meghan get like 50 friend requests on facebook that each have some message from some guy who "thought she seemed interesting" before I start to really just piece things together in my head that guys are absolute shit, myself probably included.

Humans are fucked. But humanity's loss is the artist's gain. I could write a million scripts simply based around interrogating the sick, cruel interections between and identities of men and women, and I will indeed write as many of these scripts as I can in my lifetime. Heck, I've already written and shot one of them.

Dude, get online sometime, because I gotta talk to you about some TOP SECRET stuff. As in, like, upcoming summer projects stuff. Hint: it's not RFC.

[fictionislies]

I'm glad you enjoyed it. Yeah, it amazes me sometimes Kendall tells me things that guys she knows do or say, and I'm amazed at how much of it is obvious attempts to bed her that she doesn't even notice. Guys are so cautious and calculating, and it's just depressing to think that I do things like it too. I try my best not to be the typical asshole guy, but we've all got it in us, unfortunately. That's why I made a character where the character that (as Miles pointed out) is obviously me is an overly-jealous basket-case who ends up dying for his paranoia. But at the same time, whether the girl knows it or not, she's being manipulated by the other guy. It reminds me of this conversation Kendall and I had a long time ago... When we were all in high school, there was this one particular guy who endlessly made sexual jokes at Kendall, and I kept telling her that she needed to tell him that they made her uncomfortable, but she said that the kind of did, but it wasn't that big of a deal. And I said, "Kendall, you obviously aren't catching this chess match that you're in the middle of. Each time you half-heartedly laugh at his chauvenistic jokes, you're making him think that you're getting more and more comfortable with the things he's saying. If you shut him down right away, then he'll stop much sooner, but you're just asking for it." She kept saying that I was making something out of nothing and that they were just jokes and then he started flat out propositioning her for sex. And it was a sort of hate-to-say-I-told-you-so situation. Fuck guys, seriously. We suck.

indeed.

[xchromosomex]

but i love you anyway, and will constantly fall victim to your attempts at manipulating me into bed.