I had today/tonight's blog planned out in my head all day, and it was supposed to be a funny little blog for all of you. Hell especially after tonight's amazing Ustream with my hilarious roommates. I had a great night, I should be writing a great and happy blog!
But alcohol IS a depressant and, at the moment, I'm not feeling incredibly happy. So here's my unhappy, drunk rant.
To any guy who has ever bitched about women playing mind games with them: Fuck. You. You do the same shit to us. And honestly? I, personally, am sick of being toyed with.
Here's the thing:
I am 23 years old. I am young. I want to have fun. If you only want to have fun with me, just fucking say you only want to have fun with me. Don't make me think this is going to go somewhere if it's not. I am perfectly fine with that! Don't tell me all the cutesy shit that makes me think you want to be with me if you don't. I'd rather know than sit here wasting my time waiting on you.
I have my whole 20s left to live, these are the BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE (so "they" say) and I will be goddamned if I waste another two years on a person only to find out they don't think I'm the one for them! ESPECIALLY if they KNEW I wasn't the one for them months in advance! That's a long time, that's TWO YEARS down the drain, and I don't want to waste anymore unnecessary time. If you want to be with me fucking say it, and if you don't then fucking say that too.