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Pisscubes wrote:I think I told you about one of the things the douchehate one of my girl's family members is dating did to start his reign on my shit list.

My girlfriend (who teaches 1st and 2nd grade and therefore ain't exactly rolling in it) had had a month where she had big medicals bills AND her car shit the bed. Richie Rich (seriously, the dude is like a teenage villain from an 80s film) insists they take the woman he's dating to a super fancy restaurant for her b-day. My girlfriend says she can afford very little ad will kick in what she has for her relative's dinner.

They get there and asshole starts ordering the whole fucking menu. My girlfriend orders basically a salad and a water so she can kick in money toward the birthday girl's food. Bill comes and it's ridiculous and Asshat assumes the whole thing us going to be split evenly. When my girlfriend speaks up, he acts like she's a piece of shit. I wish I was there...

Pisscubes wrote: They get there and asshole starts ordering the whole fucking menu.

Because we were never really dating to begin with.

Because the relationship was never real.

Because you never confirmed what was in your head and what wasn’t.

Because Tinder.

Because we’ve confused lust and love.

Because Snapchat.

Because we’re too scared.

Because we’re perpetually connected.

Because there’s nothing worse than getting your heart broken.

Because you can’t burn a Facebook photo.

Because they’re everywhere.

Because they’re on Gchat.

Because they’re on Instagram.

Because they’re on LinkedIn.

Because we hate change.

Because your next chance encounter is only a swipe away.

Because not responding to a text isn’t a breakup.

Because no one knows how to say goodbye.

Because we’re too chicken sh*t to be honest.

Because we’d rather just be casual than vulnerable.

Because casual is often only casual for one party.

Because herpes is forever.

Because we don’t follow any of the rules.

Because dinner is always just drinks.

Because we’d rather just not respond.

Because we’re living through screens before encounters.

Because we like to have options.

Because we don’t like endings.

Because we feel safer never cutting ties.

Because we get drunk and forget why we cared.

Because we don’t care enough.

Because we care too much.

Because we’re spoiled.

Because we’re insensitive.

Because the only person who matters isn’t that person.

Because it’s awkward.

Because it’s a hassle.

Because we’d rather just disappear.

Because we don’t know what we want.

Because we don’t know how to be real.

Because we have too much to lose.

Because we think it hurts less to just stop answering.

Because we don’t know what it means to be honest.

Because we’re scared we’ll want it again someday.

Because we want someone thinking about us.

Because we think it doesn’t matter.

Because we are ashamed it went so far.

Because we like knowing someone loves us.

Because we don't like knowing someone loves us.

hipster holocaust wrote:Want to click, but also want to know if it's for the squeamish