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For all I care, I can go without love until I'm a forty year old virgin and beyond that. I hated loved before and now I remember why. They don't do anything but lie to me. They let me get attached and break me by telling me they never meant any of it. 'You're a cool person and all...' Pfft, yeah right. If I'm such a cool person, why the hell lie to me? Someone told me not every guy is like that, I told him, yeah, just the guys I know and trusted.
So fuck it. I'm done letting my heart get broken because someone feels like they're in the mood to dangle and mess with my ropes. I'm done with men for a good long time! Women are a little etchy, but I'll at least give them a bit more of a chance, my girlfriends were the only ones that never lied to me, or hurt me the way men have.
Men are dicks. Most. Men. Are. Dicks. I don't trust them if I didn't know them before now.
So that's it....I'm done with it for the most part.
Fuck love in the most painful way possible for all I care.
My life doesn't revolve around it, and it'll be a long time before it ever does again.
That's it...the end.
So much for a happy ever after, huh?