I HATE MANWHORE-BITCHES!

Why must every fucking guy think with his dick and not with his brain? Frontal lobes made it through the process of evolution for a fucking reason! I mean all a guy can think is Oooh. She's pretty. I want to fuck her. I think I'll ask her out...I'm hungry. I'm going to go get some pizza while I come up with a plan to fuck with that pretty girl. I want to fuck with her heart and her body! No....I can't pull getting her to put out off. I'll start with the weak one who has a bad self image and get some practice in with her. I'll become her friend. Keep her away from the guy that she likes who likes her back. She has a chance of a normal happy and healthy relationship with him. I can't let that happen. Oh no. I'm scared she might reject me, because I'm really selfconscience too. I know! I'll hide behind my computer while talking to her! That way if she doesnt want to go out with me, I wont have to face her. I'll only have to read some words because I'm a little man-bitch. Oooh yay! I worked my way into her heart. She's going out with me! Awesome! The dance isnt all that far away! During a slow song I can get all close up next to her and she'll think it will be because I care for her and want to enjoy her company, but all I really want to enjoy is her body. I'll dance right up close to her and get all horny because I'm a horny 14 year-old boy full of raging tesosterone. I'm going to drag her through getting her psuedo family torn apart, having her summer get ruined, and after five months of this shitty-assed relationship she'll break up with me. But I wont let her be free. No I won't. I'll keep her feeling guilty. I'll still tell her that I love her and that I miss her. I'll make her come back to me. Haha. Victory! I got her to come back to me even though she knew it was the wrong thing to do! Whoa......that girls pretty. I like her a lot more than what I've got now. I think I'll go after her. Okay first girl, I'm done with you. I'll act like I'm sorry for a day or two to not look like the asshole that I really am, but then right after that....I'm going after the pretty one. Bye bye. Oh hey, girl number two! You're so much better for me then the first girl. The only other guy that's liked her was that creep AJ. I have no idea why I went out with her. She was such a mistake. I don't even want to talk her anymore. Oh hey, we haven't been going out for very long girl number two, but girl number ones friend is being pretty chummy and I think I might just make her girl number three if she lets me. 

  Okay. I don't hate manwhore-bitches. I guess I hate myself for putting so much of my self-worth in his hands knowing that it was a bad idea, but I did it anyway because I trusted him. I would totally be okay with this if I didn't wind up feeling that I was this bad mistake. People keep telling me that, and I hate it. I can't take it. My bottle of emotions is full, and it just exploded. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing anymore. I don't even want to try to be happy again. I'll just fall into a bigger mess if I do. I can't fall down if I'm already laying on the ground. I know I'm being a melodramatic crybaby who needs to get a grip, and that I shouldn't post this, but I'm going to anyway just to document it. So everytime I start to trust a guy, I can go back and read this and know better.