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esskay
Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Tuesday, February 19, 2013 || 12:24 AM
Growing up, the men in my life (the respectable ones, anyway) taught me that a man's word is his law and that always stuck with me. It's one of the reasons I have such high standards and I won't settle. There are too many dishonest fucktards in the world and I'm not about that life. It's also the reason that I will always respect honesty above all. I don't care if what you're telling me isn't what I want to hear, that's my problem. But if it's honest, I can't fault you for it. However there are some men that lie for sport and I just can't wrap my head around that. And don't get me wrong, there are plenty of women who lie for sport too but again, I'm a woman so I have to speak from my point of view.If I could say anything to the last man who lied to me, I'd tell him he's not really a man. I'd tell him he has some growing up to do and I'd tell him that I feel sorry for his girlfriend because it's going to hurt like shit when she finally gets her head out of the sand and starts paying attention. Hopefully, she keeps it down there long enough for him to start acting like the man that he pretends to be. I'd tell him I hope he never has a daughter because if he does, he'd feel like shit if a man ever treated her half as bad as he's treated the daughters of other men. But most of all, I'd thank him for helping me to better appreciate a man who's always real with me and isn't afraid to be honest because he respects my choices and knows I'll be better for it. And after all that, as harsh (but honest) as it may have been, I'd wish him well. Because I'm saying all of this, not because I'm mad and not because I can't forgive him because I already have. But I'm saying it because it needs to be said. Sometimes, it only takes one person to call you out on your shit for you to realize what a douchelord you are. I hope this is one of those times and I hope I can be that person. It's kinda funny, but the thing about life is that God knows what He's doing at all times. Labels: babble and rant, in real life, personals |