Random gripe:
I don't know exactly what's bringing this on, but I need to get this off my chest now.
If one more person says to me, "We'll find you a man" or "Why don't you have a boyfriend?" or "Don't worry you'll find someone" or "Oh I'll hook you up with so and so" in response to my listening to their stupid boyfriend/husband story and then having nothing to say back, I may a) cry, b) punch them or c) go off. Because you know what? If it was so fucking easy for me to "find someone" obviously I would be fucking dating someone right now wouldn't I? I don't want your fucking sympathy. I'm not a charity case. I don't need you to pity me because your going home to your boyfriend tonight and I'm going home to my cat. You are not fucking better than me. I don't need a fucking boyfriend to make me equal to you or at your level. And you know what? I may never "find someone". I may find nothing but douchebag assholes for the rest of my life. Hey, I've found nothing but douchebag assholes for the first 22 years of it. Why does there automatically have to be some Cinderella ass,wishy washy, bullshit Hallmark solution to everyone's problems? Life isn't like that. Life is a fucking bitch. And its becoming utterly apparent to me lately that nothing in my life is going to be easy anymore. Not my job, not my living situation, not my friends, not my love life (or lack thereof), not my family, not even my fucking pets. And you know what? That's the hand I've been dealt. And shitty or not, I have to suck it up and deal with it. So goddammit, leave me the fuck alone. And fuck off.
Have a nice day.
Oh, and P.S. The Sox are gonna have their work cut out for them. But we're gonna beat some ass. Make no mistake. Otherwise, at the rate things are going for me right now, I will probobly just drive off a cliff.
If one more person says to me, "We'll find you a man" or "Why don't you have a boyfriend?" or "Don't worry you'll find someone" or "Oh I'll hook you up with so and so" in response to my listening to their stupid boyfriend/husband story and then having nothing to say back, I may a) cry, b) punch them or c) go off. Because you know what? If it was so fucking easy for me to "find someone" obviously I would be fucking dating someone right now wouldn't I? I don't want your fucking sympathy. I'm not a charity case. I don't need you to pity me because your going home to your boyfriend tonight and I'm going home to my cat. You are not fucking better than me. I don't need a fucking boyfriend to make me equal to you or at your level. And you know what? I may never "find someone". I may find nothing but douchebag assholes for the rest of my life. Hey, I've found nothing but douchebag assholes for the first 22 years of it. Why does there automatically have to be some Cinderella ass,wishy washy, bullshit Hallmark solution to everyone's problems? Life isn't like that. Life is a fucking bitch. And its becoming utterly apparent to me lately that nothing in my life is going to be easy anymore. Not my job, not my living situation, not my friends, not my love life (or lack thereof), not my family, not even my fucking pets. And you know what? That's the hand I've been dealt. And shitty or not, I have to suck it up and deal with it. So goddammit, leave me the fuck alone. And fuck off.
Have a nice day.
Oh, and P.S. The Sox are gonna have their work cut out for them. But we're gonna beat some ass. Make no mistake. Otherwise, at the rate things are going for me right now, I will probobly just drive off a cliff.