Why?
Why must I have feelings?
Why must I develop them for complete assholes?
Why must assholes exist to begin with?
I? Do not? Understand?
I swear, teens naturally gravitate towards people that will break their heart.
However, I am self aware; I understand that I have terrible taste. It's not like I go out of my way to find and become connected to people that have priors and psychotic tendencies or something.
I'm just looking for a human that won't use me that isn't also an idiot.
Someone that'll think for themselves, and not rely on others and their opinions to function.
Is that really that hard to find?
And then I'll find a human like that, and I think "score, I finally got a decent person!"
N O P E.
This person that I've developed feelings for ends up being a bigger asshole than the last. They're like the fucking Donald Trump of people I've had a relationship with.
It's like a never ending Russian babooshka doll of headache.
And they end up taking off, completely fleeing everything they caused, leaving me to process a broken heart, with some shitty ass reason.
(Okay granted this entire thing has only really happened with one person but I'm still pissed.)
"I can't handle commitment."
"Exclusiveness makes me uncomfortable."
"I want to be able to flirt, but I also want you."
1) then what the fuck is the point of an exclusive relationship?
2) You literally said you wanted to date me. Don't act like I didn't warn you about what you were signing up for.
3) You don't choose to have feelings wherever they are. However, YOU are the one that has to choose how you respond.
Do you cheat, or do you love the person you're with more than your small affection or attraction to someone else?
4) Fuck you.
And do not, for the love of everything good in the world, cheat on the person you are with.
That is the most low down, scummy thing you can do to that person.
I don't give a flying fucking leap about you finding others attractive.
But the FUCKING SECOND you go out of your way to approach feelings for them,
Y O U R E C H E A T I N G .
Cheating isn't just sex, okay?
It's flirting.
It's going out with someone you know you shouldn't.
It is also sex.
It is sexual conversation.
It is doing the shit you do with your significant other, behind their back, without them knowing or consenting to it.
And it's a complete violation of trust.
Look at it like this: if you have to hide your phone or lie about where you were,
Y O U R E C H E A T I N G.
In the end scheme of things, I get burned, the other person either completely falls off the fucking earth, or they immediately move on.
Or I somehow end up being the asshole when I decide "this won't work" and ask to end things.
If you don't feel it'll work, by all means, get out.
But for FUCKS SAKE MAN, end it with a valid reason.
And if you say "I want to be friends"
FUCKING BE THERE.
If you find that you don't want to be friends,
FUCKING ALERT THEM.
Don't pull this half assed pansy shit and fucking go "Oh yeah I'll be back, I wanna be friends"
And then fucking disappear.
The moral behind this clusterfuck of babbling:
1) be upfront about your emotions
2) If you cheat, I hate you
3) be up front about your emotions
4) don't lie to the person you're with
5) FUCKING BE UP FRONT WITH YOUR EMOTIONS.
IF YOU ARE NOT IN IT 100% WITH THE PERSON YOU'RE WITH, FUCKING SPEAK UP AND DON'T WASTE THEIR TIME.
Don't play with people's hearts.
Glad we had this (jumbled) talk.
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Rants; A Tale Of Epic Annoyance
RandomThis will be a book of my rants, commonly spilled onto the unfortunate souls whom happen to talk to me. Enjoy yourself; perhaps you'll relate.
