Stupid stupid stupid

Dear boyfriend,

I might be open about most things, but what is the point of constantly showing me pictures of hot women with big fake boobs? Is that a hint? Am I supposed to be impressed?

Should I show angst? Displeasure? Oh wait, I already do. Silly ol’ me. Guess that doesn’t really matter to you, huh? Or should I put a big signboard on myself saying :” WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU”?

When I talk about homosexuality and how I can’t tolerate intolerance towards it (haha tolerate intolerance), you get all angry and huffy about it and preach all God-like about it. But when we talk about how I cannot tolerate plastic surgery of any kind and how God has made us all perfect as his creations, you try to find all kinds of excuses for it? (Especially fake breasts. ESPECIALLY. )

Argue all you like about it, but double standards are still double standards.

Why can’t you get it through to your brain that I don’t like you -actively looking for hot women online-?? It’s not like I look for hot men out there with huge dicks (fake/implants or not) and muscles or whatnot.

In most relationships, shouldn’t the women be the ones looking at hot men online ?

AND I’VE TOLD YOU SO MANY TIMES ABOUT THAT. SO MANY. I don’t know if you even register half of what I say, really.

You: ” I have too many things on my mind! “

Yes, we all have things to do. I understand that you have many things to think about. I don’t ask that you listen to everything I say, but you can’t even remember important things that I tell you.

That…upsets me. To say the least.

You: ” I am being serious here. Can you pay attention for once?”

I DO pay attention. I might like to joke about , and have a bubbly character, but I pay attention to what you do… what you say. Which is more than what I can say about you sometimes.

Why am I blogging about this? Because YOU -NEVER- LISTEN. I always talk about this to you, but you always just dismiss it off.

And men say that women always hide things from you guys.

Bull.Shit.

If you ever read this, I know the one thing that you will say.

” Women. Them and their estrogen-related drama. ” /dismissal

Whatever. I’m done.

Jen, over and out