Today I am picking a bitch… Once upon a time I created a dating profile, captioned High Maintenance… Not just because it got your attention, but also because I am well aware I require a lot of attention… Truly I am ok with that, and I make no apologies for it… I honestly got the most responses from this profile, more than any other I have created… One man answered and informed me that there was no way I was high maintenance, but that he would be happy to assist in the maintenance process… *hahaha* Not so much…
You know the truly funny part??? I wrote this very long detailed description, and very few read it … I know this because I told all the stuff that tends to make them run… This way if it was a deal breaker, they could just get on with it and skip the whole get to know me thing… So then they were surprised when asking questions, with my answers… I would reply “all that was in my profile, “oh; I never read those”… Seriously I could have said I am a complete bitch, who throws and breaks your things, and spends all your money, marries you, cheats on you, and asks for and gets alimony… They would have been all “when can we go out”??? What the fuck is that??? Why is that, the person guys want in their world??? Is it because then they do not have to feel bad when they do shitty things??? They tell me I am sweet, and act like jerks… Do you require a bitch??? If so let me assure you I can be way more bitch, I simply do not choose it… Frankly it is exhausting being that type of person… Its way more fun to enjoy the people you have in your life…
I would really like to have someone in my life that likes to laugh, play and have fun, why does it have to be all this serious drama crap??? I get that life happens, but really is all this necessary???
If you do not want to date me; don’t… If you do; then do it… Don’t ask what you do not want to know… Don’t make commitments you cannot keep… Don’t say what you do not mean… Don’t contact me if you do not enjoy my company… Don’t fuck with my heart; Seriously Don’t Fuck with my Heart… I am not your toy, playmate maybe, Definitely not your toy… Why create all the trauma and drama??? So not fun…
What part of all this Trauma and Drama am I using to validate someone else’s reality???
How does it get better than this???