Life's a Bitch
Dear Blog,
I really love romcoms. They really know how to sell you a fantasy. "What fantasy?", you might be wondering. Well the fantasy that men actually give a shit about you and they'll do whatever they can to treat you like you matter. The truth is that all these movies are just movies and they'll never actually be a reality. As hard as you may wish. The cruel reality is that most men are pieces of shit and finding a good man is like finding a needle in a haystack. Except, the haystack is spraypainted silver. We may not actually know if there's even a needle in there to begin with. We just have to sift through the constant bullshit until we think we've found some great guy. Until it turns out he's actually a giant asshole. Schrodinger's haystack is maybe an appropriate term or even Schrodinger's douchebag.
Anyways, I guess what I'm getting at is that for once in my life I'd like to find that needle. I wish I found a great guy who's mature and doesn't break up with me over a stupid "spark". Like grow up asshole. For once, would it kill the universe to send me someone decent. Someone who maybe possibly doesn't cancel on me at the last minute and actually prioritizes me. Whatever though. It's fine I guess. I don't mind being alone sometimes. It's better to be alone than lonely.
One romcom I would really recommend for everyone is 'He's Just Not That Into You'. I would say it's perhaps the most realistic one except for the happy ending. But otherwise, it's a real eye opener because the unfortunate reality is that a lot of men don't actually give a shit about you and they make it pretty obvious. We just fool each other into thinking that the reason a guy treats you like shit is because he cares about you. It's just a constant cycle of delusion. Well I'm sick of it. I'm sick of the delusion. I'm sick of giving men the benefit of the doubt when they've disappointed me countless times. They can all go fuck themselves.


















