§ ¶In which P1 is apparently a Nazi, A homophobe, anti-semitic, and anti-Asian!

From: "Name Removed" (removed@san.rr.com)
To: content@mg2.org

Hello. I need a little help from a person such as you in understanding the concept/purpose of this website. Do you even realize how discriminatory the whole "girls suck" thing is? Logically, you would think that having babies, (I.E. Carrying the ENTIRE CIVILIZATION) would give us equal respect, in which we entirely deserve. Are you discriminatory towards African Americans? What about Homosexuals? Or Asians, or Jews? See, I know you won't understand this, but people were put on to the earth (the place in which we live) not having the privilege of deciding our own race or sex. You shouldn't discriminate, when simply being female was not a choice, you should respect women because, dammit, you wouldn't be alive without us. How insane are you? During the 1940's, a little thing called the Holocaust took place. The Nazis decided to kill Jews, just for what they believed, and many other races, just for how they looked. This act is quite similar to what you are beginning to create. The Nazis followed a leader called Hitler. Now, Hitler ended up blowing his brains out. I offer this proposal for all followers of discrimination: "follow your leader." When one woman slightly angers you, because you don't understand the more complex mind, don't take it out on the majority of the world. Yes, that's right, at 52% women do make up the majority of the world. Think.

Here's a winner.

Do you even realize how discriminatory the whole "girls suck" thing is?

We've said many, many times, that the site is more about us being lame than anyone else- specifically females. More of the entries are based around our faults than theirs. Or is this email just to get a reaction? You want it on the site? Damned if I care, here you go.

Logically, you would think that having babies, (I.E. Carrying the ENTIRE CIVILIZATION) would give us equal respect, in which we entirely deserve.

Logically (please look this word up, it means that there's logic involved), I'd think that just because someone can become pregnant that doesn't enable them 'equal respect,' that would come from just being human- the fact that someone can have a baby doesn't change that one way or the other.

I believe that women have and deserve equal respect due to the innumerable contributions they've had in shaping the world- not because they can get pregnant. Are you currently emailing all the anti-male sites on diaryland, or is it conveniently only subjects that go against you?

Are you discriminatory towards African Americans? What about Homosexuals? Or Asians, or Jews?

Nope, nope, nope, and ...nope! How do you know I'm not at least three-fourths of that little emotional trigger-switch of races and sexual orientations you're throwing out there? When you can't act rationally, jump for the emotions, is that it?

See, I know you won't understand this, but people were put on to the earth (the place in which we live) not having the privilege of deciding our own race or sex.

What you mean? I no understand. Duhhhh, me brain hurt. Wow, congratulations, you're the only person who has come to realize that you don't get the luxury of gender or racial choice at birth! Quick, tell the news! They'll be shocked!

You shouldn't discriminate, when simply being female was not a choice, you should respect women because, dammit, you wouldn't be alive without us.

Being female is a choice after an amount of time though, if you are truly and honestly so hard done by, you can actually change your sex now! And to correct you, I should respect women because they're human, not because they're women. And to correct you even further, Dr. Generalization, the entire female population past-present-and-future didn't give birth to me, just my mother. Please don't speak for your entire gender, you don't have any more pull than anyone else.

How insane are you?

Subject tries to elicit an emotional response by not asking if I am insane, but once again makes an assumption as such, and asks to what degree I am. I smile.

During the 1940's, a little thing called the Holocaust took place. The Nazis decided to kill Jews, just for what they believed, and many other races, just for how they looked.

The Nazi party decided to kill Jews because they were trying to take the world back to the Dark Ages through nationalistic Fascism with Mussolini, trying to overtake the world socially and militarily if not politically, and also as history has reported, because Hitler once caught a venereal disease from a Jewish prostitute. The Holocaust was not a little thing, you've probably just offended a hell of a lot of people for diminishing the tragedy that it was, even if you were making an attempt at ..humor? Oh, I get it, since you weren't there, it's okay to downgrade the importance of that. Rah rah, go girl go.

This act is quite similar to what you are beginning to create. The Nazis followed a leader called Hitler. Now, Hitler ended up blowing his brains out. I offer this proposal for all followers of discrimination: "follow your leader."

1) What ("I" am) beginning to create. Hmm. So along with Nate (p2), I've apparently created the first-ever (!) printed text of dis-satisfaction with the female gender! Wow! Nate, don't let me forget, we've got to get the intellectual property rights people on this one, we cannot let anyone else say what they want on this subject, it's ours!
2) "...follow your leader" So Hitler is your sole figurehead for discrimination? That's pretty weak, but I'm guessing you're going more for the emotions here than any semblance of sanity. Nice use of a Rage Against The Machine tee-shirt slogan, by the way, howsabout "Nuns with Guns!" or even "Turn that shit up!" from Guerilla Radio?

When one woman slightly angers you, because you don't understand the more complex mind, don't take it out on the majority of the world. Yes, that's right, at 52% women do make up the majority of the world. Think.

You're assuming, once again. Not all females are intellectually superior to all males. Your generalizations are getting pretty grandiose. Also, genius (I say this not because you may be, but because you obviously think you are), one could come to the logical conclusion that fifty-two percent of anything would make up the majority of something. Think. Please.

§ ¶More proof why this was started

Sometimes I swear you women do the stupidest crap.

What's the point in saying you never seen your SO when he goes out of his way to make time/room for you, and yet when after making that time to spend with you; you pretty much ignore him.

I mean what's the goddamnit point. He's obiviously trying to go out of his way just to spend time with you, why ignore him. Sure I could understand if someone is around for the holidays who normally isn't. But normal people {I guess men] can divide their time between two people at once. Either that or I'm just a freak of nature because I know I can do the above.

Arg is it goddamned frustrating to not make money just so you can hang out with someone to be ignored.

Needless to say this is what happened to me tonight, and seems to be happening more and more frequently. Question is, why. Oh wait, I know.

girls suck.

p3.

§ ¶My split ends.

Romance movies.

After living the single life for a while, you get a little fed up with them, don't you? All the tiresome clichés: the not-so-platonic best friend, the obviously not-so-Mr(s). Right, the sudden realization and the fight for their love, and of course, the happy ending.

Times like now, I think I would love for there to be more love stories with unhappy endings. When I think about it though, that's the very reason I hated Romeo & Juliet for such a long time, because when I first read it, the little p5 in me was cheering for Juliet to wake up just in time, and I was crushed when the tragic ending came about (hope I didn't spoil that for anyone).

I'm not saying I want every ending to be sad, because hey, I'm an active audience, and audiences love happy endings. One of the earliest observations made about the world is that people like to believe they can have what they don't (or can't) have.

I forget whether I was just complaining or trying to make a point, but it's somewhere in there.

-p5.

(no, i didn't get rejected again.)

(well okay, yeah i did. be quiet.)

§ ¶Frustrating situations

One thing that definitely gets on my nerves pretty quickly is when people are too lazy or refuse to or just generally find some way not to have to do something, and then complain when you've done it for them because it couldn't be left alone or because they refused to do it themselves.

It's like if someone refused to do the dishes, and then complained about how they did get done, even though they didn't even help, or as an extreme example to show just how basically stupid this whole idea is- if someone said, "I refuse to wash myself, so someone will have to do it for me- otherwise I'll continue being dirty," and then saying that the person doing it wasn't doing it right.

My argument is all mixed up here, I can't clarify it really, this just came to mind as a situation that really gets to my nerves. "Too lazy to take care of it, but not lazy enough to complain when someone else tries."

-p1

§ ¶Merry me.

Ah, that festive time of the year again...

The nice thing about being a guy is, all you really do is swap twenty-dollar bills with your other friends and the gift exchange is considered done.

The nice thing about being a girl is you get actual presents.

-p5.

(which is why I walk that half-and-half line)

§ ¶Like the other half of the world

I swear women are the craziest things ever put on this planet.

I now have a girl mad at me becuase I want to spend time with her, and yes, I do get a little sad when I can't spend time with her, or haven't seen her for a few days. And if I make mention of the fact that I would like to hang out with her, I get one of those big emotion-filled sighs. However I refrain from saying something because I know if I open my mouth at all about something she'll get mad at me.

God forbid me to ever give her one of those sighs, or else she'll be pissed at me just for doing that. It's like she can get as mad at me as she wants, but if I ever got upset at something she does something is terrible with the world. And it's fucking annoying.

Why do you women have to be so damned hypocritical? I mean come on now.

Oh and the thing that is sort of the icing on the cake. She is telling/asking me why guys are so dumb because they couldn't see signs as to an ex-dating again, something along those lines. I make mention of the fact girls are just as stupid, if not moreso then guys are and she asks me to give her an example. I'm so tempted by this point to point out how idiotic she is being at the moment, but I know if I do she'll say I'm just being pissy. Which is a title I get labeled all the time if I don't agree with whatever she's saying. Ugh..

Women need to be normal, or at least like the other half of the world.

p3.

§ ¶Hazardous Material

Need I say more?

p3.

§ ¶Love, Love.

The problem was she treated love like a game of tennis:

I've mailed you once, so now you should mail me back. I've called you before, now you should call me. I've told you I loved you, haven't I? Show me you love me. Now.

Not that love volleys are all that bad, but I hate diving for the ball when I'm just going to hit it out of the court anyway.

-p5.

(aren't metaphors fun?)

§ ¶Bad taste.

I had a dream where the newfound distraction (see: pretty girl) in my Environmental Science class was secretly in love with me, even though she is possibly the meanest girl I know.

Then I went to class and found out she was not.

I wish I had more dreams about chocolate, because I have some of that downstairs.

-p5.

§ ¶Don't dish it out if you can't take it.

So it's been a while since I've written in here, mainly because on the girl-front things have been good, but as per usual the 'good' times don't last forever.

Case in point.

Girl gets mad at me when I mention how I dislike her music and consider it well, crappy. Yet if girl comments about how my music is 'so gay' (yes doesn't Robbie Williams just scream gay? [I didn't think so either]) and I get offended, she gets mad in turn because I got mad at her comment. If that makes little sense to you, join the club. But basically she gets mad because I can't shrug off every comment she makes to me about whatever I'm doing, but if I made the same kind of comment to her, she gets her underwear in all sorts of twists.

So why the hell are you women hypocrites? I mean come on, don't dish it out if you can't take it.

p3.

Also, who knew music could actually be homosexual?

Girls-suck

-p6

§ ¶GS clothing responses

Dear readers!

It's p1 again, and I've just got to thank you for all the nice responses so far regarding GS t-shirts. I just wanted to let you know that they will be a reality, and we will also have hoodies! Best of all is that they are looking to be really reasonable in price, so that's good for everyone.

I'm working on an updated layout for this site, nothing too drastic, but I've wanted to get rid of some bugs that've been, well, bugging me. When it goes up, I'll be turning on the diary notes as well, so you can all talk amongst yourselves. Woo!

Once again, thanks for the responses regarding the clothing, and keep emailing me if you've got any questions.

-p1

§ ¶Pictures stare into the past.

I went through my closet today, and found a lot of old love letters sent to me, pictures, and assorted gifts from the people in my past.

Staring at a picture of you and your ex-girlfriend smiling. Getting caught up exactly where I was when than picture was taken. That exact moment in time.

I'm sure I was mad at her for something, but all I can think about is my hands on her vivid hips.

Do I still love her?

Fuck no!

I would never date her now. Back then, I wouldn't date her now. But back then, to date her again. Yes.

That's comforting. I felt wonderful that day, and many of the subsequent days. Is this just an experience getting better with age?

No. At the time I honestly felt amazing, and so did she; against my skin.

It isn't that I miss her, I just miss us. The combined union, the time period. The scents, the reactions, the movement.

Flipping to another picture.

It's hard to explain exacty what it was like that day, but her standing there with just a bra on, her smile tells me exactly what it did when I took the picture.

"There is no way I can condone this, and I know I will regret it later, but goddamn it; you're too cute to say no to."

g-s

p2

§ ¶Death helps

I imagine that all of the cute girls that have hit on me, that I let walk away because I'm shy all get hit by large trucks when I'm gone.

It helps.

-p2

§ ¶What a poor list.

Excuses.

She never talked to me at school, so I couldn't tell her how I felt.

She never asked me to hang out again, so I couldn't prove I was more than a friend.

She never came online, so I couldn't just put it into words.

She never called me, so I couldn't let her hear the truth.

She never gave me a chance to love her, so I couldn't make one for myself.

-p5.

this is my last whining entry, honest

§ ¶My dream date.

While walking around in walmart, and bouncing balls endlessly a cute girl stared at me for awhile, and then started bouncing them with me.

She looked to be about 22, and if I wasn't a complete idiot I would have asked her out.

Instead we bounced these yellow and blue balls around the toy section together for awhile.

If I had a date like that, I wouldn't hesitate to call it my best.

-p2

§ ¶Girls-Suck T-shirts

Dear readers,

This is p1 (Doug), and I've been talking with p2 about the future of this page. No! Don't freak out! It's not going anywhere! Only good things, we were talking about expanding the site (not taking any new writers, sorry). And the topic of t-shirts came up. So the purpose of this post is to ask you, those of you out there who come to this page, who read this page, if you'd be interested in seeing Girls Suck t-shirts / sweaters / etc?

It would have familiar phrases from this site on the front, and a small logo or URL on the back. Or if someone out there is wanting to help contribute art for them (so I don't have to think it all up), and would like to see their work on a t-shirt, email me.

They could be ready to go by Christmas, or New Years depending on the demand / ideas people have, so if some of you would like to see some cool-ass GS stuff, let me know and I'll get to it.

thanks
-p1

§ ¶rather typical.

I wish I could find some funny way to put this, but I can't: I found out she didn't love me today.

If this was Saved By The Bell I might devise some zany plan to make the guy she likes look bad, then pull her aside and tell her my true feelings as the soft piano music fades in. Then the audience would go awww, and we'd embrace and kiss a warm little kiss, lips only.

Wait, that never happened to Screech.

-p5.

§ ¶Blatent Ad

(Blatent advertisement for other work.)

Hi friends. You may know me as "P2", one of the zany writers here at g-s. Well, as you may or may not know, I also work on a site called "Words." Mostly named as such because we use words to convey ideas.

P5 writes on words, and my vain attempts to get P1 to write are starting to exibit signs that his morale is losing it. Perfect for more content.

The whole site isn't finished, as I still have a bit to do, but come on over and check it out. Comment on the posts, and make all my work less lame! Also we are always looking for more quality writers to berate. Email P2 for questions about writing for a constantly abused staff!

WORDS!

Thank you, and now time for my entry.

Ahem.

§ ¶Okay, so I went off here.

Sometimes I get a little distracted. Females walk through your life and you just want to hold them down, and impregnate them without having to pay child support. Girls are so much more complex than this simple concept which guys follow. Girls want to cultivate a relationship, and talk about everything including things that you already understand. Can you see why one might look a little tense? It's not like women even care about substance until they don't have it long enough to bitch.

Of course girls will never understand the trials that you must endure everyday. So what if you held the door open for that girl in the off chance that she would be so impressed with your care giving that she might rip off her clothing and take you right at the front door of any local McDonalds. That is just as good of a reason to be nice to someone as any other reason you can give someone. I wish that females would repay such gratitude more often however.

Girls Suck.

-p2

§ ¶mememe

I had a girl once tell me, "You know, you're funny, smart, and kinda cute, but I don't like you in that way."

Perfectly normal. I've been told this a hundred times before.

"Aw, shucks. Why?"

(i didn't really say shucks but it should give you an idea of how stupid i sounded)

"I love you as you are now. I could never love you in a relationship."

I think about that sentence a lot these days, and about how I can merge the relationship-me and the normal-me, but they both seem to be edged out by the dumbhornyteenager-me

-p5.

-p5.

-p5.

§ ¶when to call a girl

If I page someone, shouldn't they be the next to make contact with me?

I should have voice mail incase she called. I would like to call her, but I don't want to end up like the guy from Swingers calling ever 45 minutes like a stalker.

If I wait another 15 minutes I'm officially normal. Right?

-p2

§ ¶I don't understand these beasts

I have hired a girl to hang out with me, and pretend to fawn over me.

I've recieved more phone numbers than I know what to do with, and since I have been getting phone numbers the girl I hired has asked me out on Wed.

Girls are strange.

-p2

§ ¶No chance to date her.

You can tell when you have no chance dating a female friend of yours when you go out, and she talks about boys with you as if you cared.

-p2

§ ¶Kittens remind me of love.

I wish I had a kitten. :(

-p2

§ ¶The woman's vocabulary.

Finally, someone went and wrote up just what women are really saying/meaning. I know we've sort of done it here, and so have a bunch of 'old married guys'. So for those of you men think that when your girlfriend/wife tells you "No, everything is OK" is a good thing with no hidden meaning behind it, go check out this and do it quick damnit.

p3.

ps. Before you women start yelling at me, don't. Because the article was written by one of your own.

§ ¶Falling forward

When I was graduating the 8th grade, I remember thinking, "Wow, high school, there's lots of cool girls there. I might finally get a steady girlfriend. Like Zack!"

Four disillusioned years later, now as I graduate high school, I am thinking, "Hey, college, there's new and different people there, maybe I'll actually find a girl that likes me."

Someone tell me that dating gets easier for college graduates, because I am very soon going to have nothing to look forward to.

-p5

At least I can watch R-rated movies now.

§ ¶In which p1 gets a new cat!

Dear Girls-Suck readers, this is off-topic, but,

I got a new kitty! His name is Able, he is almost a year old. He rocks. He looks pissed off in that picture, but he is not.

§ ¶p5 sez gobble

It's that Thursday again! I guess I'll make this like a cheesy sitcom and list off what I'm thankful for:

1) hair products*
2) McDonald's Sweet & Sour Sauce
3) hamsters (what? they're neat.)
4) people who read online diaries
5) the many girls I know that don't suck.

Mhmm. Happy fourth Thursday of the eleventh month of the two thousand and first century, and such. Eat lots, but save some to throw at me for my later posts!

-p5

*Don't give me that look. You use them too.

Two thousand and first century? Holy shit, I've lost a lot of time.

-p6

teehee -p5.

§ ¶I think that...

I think that half of my life is spent trying to find a woman.

The rest of my life is spent trying to figure out how to escape her grasp.

-p2

§ ¶Once upon a time.

Once upon a time, I was sitting outside of a place I frequent, and a friend of mine swung open the door, and kissed me.

Then she walked away smiling.

Once upon a times are nice.

-p2

§ ¶Direct

They say that being direct is good, and that you should be honest with your feelings. So, today, I asked the girl who I thought was flirting with me if she liked me.

Boy, are they stupid.

-p5.

§ ¶More fixation on flirting.

Girls who heavily flirt with me scare me to no end.

Girls that don't flirt with me don't get approached.

Can't there be a happy medium where you laugh at my jokes, and occationally wink in a slightly subtle way as to force myself to continually wonder as to what the wink meant.

Things are much more fun that way.

-p2

§ ¶How do you know when a girl is flirting with you?

I don't understand flirtation. I just pretend that every girl is just being nice to me unless I'm blushing.

-p2

§ ¶Foolproof.

I've designed the perfect system to find out whether a girl is flirting with you! Print this out and give it to her:

Foolproof. It's amazing I didn't think of this earlier.

-p5.

note: slap in the face = no.

§ ¶*twang*

There's not a fine line, but rather a fine rake between a girl flirting with you and a girl being nice.

Don't step on it.

-p5.

§ ¶I'd get slapped for that.

Today a girl touched my inner thigh in conversation.

Girls can get away with so much.

-p2

§ ¶It could happen.

Occationally a girl walks into your life that you just know will one day break your heart and leave you crying in a clothes hamper.

Today that didn't happen, I was just relating something I had just thought.

-p2

§ ¶For less.

I guess I look for too much in a girl.

No no, not as in "I want a ballerina who plays the piano, studies law, and weighs 105 max" too much, but as in I expect too much out of a relationship.

Okay okay, that didn't work.

What I mean is, I wish I was better at settling for less.

-p5.

§ ¶Wow, I suck

I was out at my first bar last night. I was in awe of the dynamic in meeting people at a bar. It was a constant swirl of pretty girls who would actually talk to me.

Most likely cause they were drunk.

I recieved a few numbers on idiotic pick up lines that only I could give with success.

In a conversation with a really attractive girl on evolution, she gave me a pencil comforter.

I asked her if she could show me how to correctly use it by writing down her phone number.

Damn, I just noticed how lame I am.

-p2

§ ¶4 > 2

Everyone looks better in glasses.

-p5.

§ ¶Mmm?

Girl Dilemma #5136

The problem with checking out girls at an engagement party is that you don't know if you're attracted to someone you're related to.

Really, really bad.

-p5.

§ ¶Girls talk too much.

Girls talk so much they begin to confuse themselves.

And pretty soon they're talking about something that isn't what they're supposed to be talking about.

And somehow that's not their fault.

And girls get very angry when it's their fault that what they're talking about is not what they mean to say.

-p6

§ ¶i let people post for me cause i'm lazy -p2

The problem is essentially that girls have a different agenda. You see, boys have a black book. Girls have a pink hello kitty book. The problems begin when you try to sync those two. THere is no compatible protocol you see...

Suppose you want to go to the zoo. Pink book says: lets go on wensday, that's a nice and quiet day. Black book says: No lets go on saturday, because the ice-cream is cheaper then.

-dwerg

§ ¶Scary.

For Halloween, I'm going as a boy who understands girls.

Plus, I can see through walls.

-p5.

§ ¶Poke out our own eyes.

Girls enjoy pushing buttons to see what makes you tick. Each one of them unconciously is a prof. of human behavior.

For the majority, they don't even understand their actions, and most likely attribute them to the cop out "It's just who I am."

How far can a girl push you? How much leeway will you allow her to tread on?

Why does it always seem like if I am a sweet guy I have girls attempt to steam roll me, yet when I am agressive and pigheaded I end up with very nice sweet girls.

You know, until they found out I was lying and just want to snuggle.

-p2

We all like to sing, it's easy to sigh.

§ ¶All that guys need to be happy

I've come to the conclusion that all guys need to be truly happy is to have a girl who pulls just as much as (or more) she pushes, and for her to keep a picture of him in her wallet in some form or another.

I'm probably going to end up homeless soon, maybe, maybe not. But as long as I know there's someone who wants me to make it through life all right, and will be there for me in the end, I'll be just fine.

I'm babbling, I should be ignored some more.

- p1

§ ¶Girls are mean as hell!

When a girl said she didn't take your sweater and burn it with her girlfriends on the 17th of July, and get drunk and have 4 boys cum on her face.

She is lying.

-p2

Gross.

-p6

Ewwwww! Ew, ew ew ew. Ew. -p5.

§ ¶Back and Forth

Girls can't take an insult, even if you're just joking around. You say in response to a stupid joke/comment: "Dude, you're so dumb." (i'm from california, so excuse the "dude" usage)

Guys would say back: "Haha, shut up."
Girls would say: "What? You bastard! You think I'm dumb?!"

On the flip side, very few guys take compliments well. I said to a guy, "Hey, nice pants!" and automatically I get back, "The hell? Were you staring at my crotch?"

Er, yeah. Girls can't take an insult, and guys can't take a compliment. Or maybe I'm just a really, really bad conversationalist.

-p5.

§ ¶They lie!

When a girl says, "It's okay, it happens to all guys."

She's lying.

-p2

§ ¶When a girl says....

When a girl says, "I don't want you to be here if you're unhappy."

She's lying.

-p2

§ ¶hugs, not handshakes.

Take me home tonight, I don't wanna let you go till the feelings right.

These sentiments explain my night, and damnit. It never felt right.

Girls are evil, because I want them so much. It wouldn't be bad if I didn't care, or was oblivious to their nature.

Ah, A girl batting her eyes at me, whatever.

But because I want them so much, they have the ability to hurt me. I hate it.

When I pretend to not give a fuck about girls, they want me. It's maddening. And not john maddening, cause I love sports games.

Girls need to walk up to me, and hug me. Why couldn't that have been an introduction instead of a handshake?

-p2

(take me home tonightttt, I don't wanna let you go till the feelings right.)

§ ¶Five!

Pretty faces are evil.

They hide anger, resentment, apathy, ignorance, and five other things.

Five.

But most of all, it's what they make you think you see. Like a chance. Or just a glimmer. It's like, buying a box of Oreos and finding stale Goldfish inside.

-p5.

§ ¶Who, me?

I was reading back on some of the old girls-suck entries, and I saw one titled "The birth of p5".

I quote:
Okay, I've decided, starting the 14th, there will be p5, and p5 will be ...a girl.

So yeah, nobody told me I would be replacing a girl. I mean, I'm sure some of you have noticed (the new sprouts of hair, inability to iron a shirt, and use of the word "grawr"), but I just wanted to clear the issue up for those of you who thought the old p5 was going through some experimental phase.

For those of you who still I have no idea what I'm talking about, look at this: :).

I made a smiley face!

-p5.

I am a guy. Sorry to all those who lost bets.

At least p5 got an introduction. Not that we're bitter.

-p6

§ ¶My worst writing ever.

chelle - posted 10-13-01 4:56 ET (US)

write about how some girls are lame because a lot of them break apart the emotions for a lot of girls and give us pure and truly heartfelt girls a bad wrap.

§ ¶Grawr.

Things that would be different if I was a girl:

1) My diaryland page would be pink.
2) I'd look better in a dress.
3) My parents wouldn't yell at me for shaving my legs.

I think that's about it.

Oh, and my friends couldn't say that I scream like a girl. Well, they could, but it would be redundant.

-p5.

Not that I scream like a girl! I have a manly scream! Grawr!

§ ¶An innuendo

I had a conversation with the current girl about well, us. And she said she didn't think there was a chance with me because there was a really hot girl in the class we met in, who managed to match everyday and who was also hotter then hell. And I'll admit that she [the girl my gf was talking about] was hot, cause she was, and is.

But as I said to the gf, she's the kind of girl you look at and don't touch cause there's no substance. But girls like my girlfriend are the best kind of gf's cause they look good and there's lots of substance to them.

So for now..girls don't suck. Or at least they do when it counts.. [oooh there's an innuendo if I ever saw one].

p3.

§ ¶a diatribe about nothing.

It feels weird talking about females in such a broad way all of the time. Certainly females hold some similar traits, however as a majority they have their own intricate reactions.

Like, you could say that females are irrational. But, each female has her own degree of irrationalness. Some even seem rational on the service, but after you start working through what they are actually thinking, they quickly lose that.

Not all males are rational. That is an obvious point as well, but don't attempt to shed light on that, and expect me to look at you like an intelligent entity.

So, What am I getting at?

Females are irrational, and that effects me, so females suck.

-p2

§ ¶the last thing i'll ever write.

The last entry I'll ever write.

Where are all of you now? Those girls whose lips once touched mine which at the time felt like the last embrace of my life. Every single smell is gone, and only a lingering memory remains. Sometimes even that is too much to ask for. Where are all of you now?

I want to picture escapes in life. A beautiful house with beautiful children. A designer suit that shows off your figure. Something that as a child always seemed like adulthood. Yet I know none of that is the case.

Simple tasks completed with a drone like stare is what awaits many of you. No matter how intelligent any of you may have seemed, I know that most of you are depressed as most people are.

It's just the percentages, but take heed. Things will get better I'm sure. Even if it's only in my selective memory.

Because all of you whom I've ever locked eyes with have gotten better with age. Oh yes, you have. All of the bad things are forgotten unless I happen to run into you long enough for you to remind me of them. You are only positive, just like highschool. Although I distinctly remember hating it.

I just wanted to vent from my throne of words. My head which contains these figments of thought. I don't know what I want, and I'm almost sure at this rate I won't get it.

Maybe still, I am happy, and sad, and bashful, and outlandish, and humourous, and silly, and joyous, and pleased, and fucked, and running, and.

Life hands me lemons, and I chew on them. I just like the way they taste sometimes.

Could we forget for awhile what we seem like, and look at what we are?

Please?

p2

§ ¶oogly

You know how great it would be if everyone in the world was ugly? Really, butt-grindingly ugly?

It would be fantastic.

No more "check out those curves". No "he is so hot!". And definitely, no more use of the word cute. Yeegads.

You'd pick who you love because they make you laugh. Or because they're the only person who understands that stupid quote from that stupid movie you always say. Or maybe because they understand that stupid religous joke of yours. God knows no one else does.

The point is, the most idiotic and superficial criteria in the world wouldn't matter. But that's the way it's supposed to be. Right?

-p5.

oops i cut and pasted from the back end of my mind again

§ ¶so damned nice

You want to know how nice we guys can be?

We [or at least I am] are nice enough to attend a Vanilla Ice concert..that's right, a frickin Vanilla Ice concert. And however your imagining it, it's most likely 3x as worse.

God we're so damned nice.

p3.



Vanilla Ice isn't cool anymore? -p5.

§ ¶Says everyone.

The nice thing about being ugly is that no one hates you for not loving them.

In fact, many send thank you notes.

-p5.

§ ¶Oddness

It's sure as shit an odd weekend when you go from thinking that you hooking up with a girl would be awesome, but wouldn't happen.

To laying on the couch with said girl, 3/4th's naked and having her quote "Suiterette, Suitor 1 also would like it if you took off your socks during whoppee, he hates that."

Odd to say the least, but you won't see me complaining.

-p3

§ ¶Damn you p3

I hate when your guy friends express how great of a weekend they had while you read the paper, and wrote all weekend.

.....I hate you p3.

(but with love, and envy)

-p2

I guess then I shouldn't write about what happened on the other two days of the weekend?

Don't worry p2 it all comes and goes in a circle, your time will come soon enough.

-p3

§ ¶From my own..

Woke up. Took a shower. Brushed my teeth. Thought of you. Ate breakfast. Drove to school. Denied my own existence through four classes.

And thought of you.

Whatever it was that made me watch you, think about you, wonder. How I could never remember your face, but could always remember your lips. And how they moved when they never spoke to me.

There's no point to it, really. The longing. Because, even if you were here, there'd be someone better for you. There'd have to be.

I know I'm writing about a girl that doesn't exist. But she used to.

-p5.

§ ¶Sticky sweetness.

Last night, I had a dream that all I had to do to make a girl love me was eat pancakes, but I stopped eating pancakes because I was out of syrup.

I think this means I need to go on a diet.

-p5.

§ ¶at face value?

[little head's if you want to know where this letter came from, read the prior entry]

krysta wrote:

ok your diary rocks...you guys are the best, but let me tell you you guys confuse us girls just as much...and more...and do you ever actyually listen to what we're saying or do you just make up your own new meanings for our statements...sometimes i think so...grrr...

and to answer your question men aren't nearly as confusing as women. Most times you can figure out what we want, why we're doing it cause we like some ass.

Secondly, as a man I have tried to take what a woman says at face value, but have learned after countless times that you can't do that, because when a woman says one thing, nine times out of ten she really means something entirely different.

p3

§ ¶unobtainable crap

Girls have a knack for attempting to date you when you find someone.

When you're alone, a female will not look at you with a second glance, but at soon as one does, they start to pile in droves.

As if there is one defining moment which finally exclaims your worth.

Well there isn't, girls just enjoy wanting someone who is unobtainable.

girls-suck

-p2

Why is this?
Do you women trying to go after things you know you can't have? I mean that makes little sense to me to go after someone when they're already taken, sort of like a big waste of time.
Though sometimes I will say it's not a woman going after an already taken man, so much as odd timing. Which is what's currently happening to myself. However since girls seem to suck, it looks like it won't be too much of a problem for too long.

-p3.

§ ¶Latin is the language of love

Love is a derivitive of the latin word meaning, egg yolk.

-p2

Note: that reminds me of the time I accidently hit my date with an egg sandwich. Don't ask. -p5.

§ ¶And counting...

One of the four thousand and eight things that confuse me.

A girl will continue to go out with a guy she doesn't really like, not wanting to dump him because she "doesn't want to hurt his feelings". And when the guy thinks the relationship is becoming something really special, she dumps him because she "doesn't want to hurt him down the road". Bleah.

However, I know bad timing isn't something restricted to females. Last week, my friend, who's a guy, asked me if I remembered the American Pie scene where, and I quote, "the guy screws the frickin' brains out of the pie". This is while we were having dinner. With my parents.

But anyhoo, I digress. My main point was... that I'm confused. About girls.

Why do I write pointless posts about things about girls that confuse me?

Four thousand and nine.

-p5.

(no post signature quip today. wait... damn)

§ ¶Re-realizing something that I already knew.

I gave a girl a birthday card, then told her that her present was me.
To which she hugged and then kissed me.
I think that means we're together now, don't you?
And who says guys can't be sweet?
p3.

apparently this might not mean we are. since i called her after work to see if she wanted to do anything, and got no response, so i drove home from work. to which i was then treated from a call from her best friends cell. apparently they had just called me.

which tells me two things.
1] their phones were with them and they chose not to answer them
2] if 1 is true, then I obiviously don't mean a whole lot to her.

but needless to say for the moment i'm somewhat confused.
why do you women have to be confusing? if you don't like someone, don't kiss them! i mean i didn't even attempt to initate the kiss, it was all her!

p3.

§ ¶I hope you're as happy as you're pretending.

Girls are fickle.

On tuesday I receieved 4 emails from the same person explaining her undying love for me. Begging to see me soon, and hoping to ravage me.

On thursday I talked to her, and she didn't want to see me, and explained that she only wants me to make her life better, but to not touch her.

I just watched the entire time blinking.

What does undying love mean again?

-p2

§ ¶Who says we can't be sweet?

I gave a girl a birthday card, then told her that her present was me.

To which she hugged and then kissed me.

I think that means we're together now, don't you?

And who says guys can't be sweet?

p3.

§ ¶Rub-a-dub-wha?

Why do girls need so much stuff in the shower?

I mean, having shared a bathroom with three sisters for most of my life (note to future parents: three girls and one boy is a bad idea) I've noticed that women have a massive selection of shower supplies for each part of their body.

Face cream. Foot rejuvenator. Hand softener. Body spray. Herbal shampoo. Chemically made, but herbally scented conditioner. Hair de-frizzer. Hair curling cream. And of course, the ever-mysterious loofa*.

Compare this to me(n): 2-in-1 conditioner/shampoo, soap made from many other used slivers of soap mashed together.

Anyhow.

-p5.

*Now I could write a whole 'nother post on the loofa. Because I just like typing and saying it. Loofa. Loofa.

§ ¶cereal is yummy

I never seem to be able to pick up women.

Last night I went into the busy bar section here, with many pretty girls around.

I had cereal in the palm of my hand, and kept putting it to their mouths.

Note to self, girls either don't like cereal, or these girls were already fed today.

-p2

§ ¶She didn't see the sign

Today, a girl asked me, "What's your sign?"
I answered, "Do not back up, severe tire damage."
And then there was silence.

Lines like that, and I wonder why I'm single.

-p5.

§ ¶Suppresitol

Ever remembered an instance in which you were incredibly stupid around a girl, and brooded about it for a couple minutes?

And then write about it online?

And then felt incredibly stupid again?

-p5

(For you curious ones out there, it was the time I asked a girl if she would like to prance. Yes, prance.)

§ ¶girls are awesome.

Last night I called up a friend of mine who means a lot to me.

"Could you please come over, I need human compaionship?"

"What's wrong?'

"This week has just been hell."

"Sure, I'll be right over."

"Don't worry, this isn't a booty call, it's more of a cuddle call."

She was over at my house in 20 minutes. It takes me 45 to get to her place.

Girls are amazing sometimes.

-p2

§ ¶Random.

I was sitting in my parents' van, in the back seat behind tinted windows while my mom and dad bickered about coffee in the front.

We were in a parking lot at the time, and out of nowhere, two girls walked by and said hi to my dad. Random.

I think about my situation (or lack thereof) with girls, and it's usually accompanied by a wave of self-pity; then I think about my dad's situation: approaching old age, a litter of underappreciative kids, and a wife who holds no further mysteries. I'm sure he doesn't laugh as much as he used to.

When that girl waved, he waved back and my mom laughed, and my parents stopped fighting about how much cream the coffee needed. For about five minutes, anyway.

So, all you pretty girls who read this, if you see a middle-aged boy who looks like he needs cheering up, say hi.

Vice versa goes for you pretty boys too.

-p5.

Teehee, pretty boys.

§ ¶a rare link.

Complaining about girls seems very trite right now.

I usually don't link other things, but here is something that deserves attention.

It's a site that I run, and there is a lot of good social commentary and tributes. This site doesn't get a lot of attention from viewers like several of my other ones, but it seems more important right now.

-p2

§ ¶Sad days.

Girls enjoy taking things in ways that they were not intended.

"Hunny, I made you a card for valentine's day."

"That's great." (On a phone call with a friend later) "Cheap Bastard!"

But everyone does it, not just girls.

We all look at life through what we know, which can sometimes not be the way it was intended.

To us, everything we do has feelings intertwined.

As we look on other people, they are concrete things that happened.

It's very hard for us to look at things in any other way, but you can still at least give a little bit of slack.

-p2

§ ¶What a day....

Girls may suck, but Terrorists suck more.

(Hopefully everyone of our readers is okay, and please take care of yourselves.)

-p2

§ ¶The Hunt Is On...

It's been a while since I've updated you guys (all three of you) on my relationship status. Well let's see.

I'm still single. Duh.

My friend said she'd "look for someone for me". I think when a girl says that, it equates to "I'll bring you up the next time my friends and I are talking about desperation."

However, there is not a single girl that I'm fawning over at the moment. And I'm a senior in high school! That's a big step for me.

(Give it a week. I'll be fawning like a daisy.)

-p5

P.S. I have no ideas how daisies fawn, it just seemed like a comparison that worked. It's 12:18 a.m., yeesh.

P.P.S. I don't really know what fawning means either.

§ ¶When is a girl hitting on you?

I was walking into a coffeeshop alone tonight, trying to get some reading done since my life has been pretty hectic. I tripped on something on the way in, and a girl laughed.

I looked at her, and immediately took it as negative, so I sat down at a table.

Later she came up to me, and said, "It's okay, I've tripped too." proceeding to sit back down.

Was that what getting hit on is like? I can never tell.

-p2

§ ¶girls are weird!

Girls that I barely know will email me asking about other people I talk about.

Let's say I wrote, "A girl kissed me on the cheek today."

I would get an instant message that read.

"Was she pretty?"

.... "Was who pretty?"

"The girl you made out with."

.... "I didn't make out with anyone."

"You said you did on your diary."

Girls don't have to date you to think they own you.

-p2

§ ¶too much information

a friend of mine told me a secret.

"Girls don't get horny.... ever."

That would explain why I end up masturbating into an argyle sock every night.

-p2

§ ¶Female power.

Why do females spend half of their time proclaiming their greatness, and the other half of their time relying on their frailness.

"I am female, Chick Powah, Guys Suck!"

"Well, you know I'm going through several emotional issues right now, and I just can't keep up... Could you help me?"

One of woman's greatest skills is to get a man to do something for her.

-p2

§ ¶I never shave my legs to go to mcdonalds.

Why is it that a girl will spend an inordinate ammount of time grooming herself just to spend the night complaining that her hair doesn't look right?

I mean, I take a very long time getting ready if we're going out to somewhere especially nice, or the intention is for a romantic night, however if we're going to Dennys, do you need to have your legs shaved?!

I mean, really.

-p2

§ ¶girls, try to be good.

girls love to complain about situations that they cannot control.

it is so sad watching a good friend of mine depressed because she continues to act in a way which is harmful to herself.

i keep giving her good advice she ignores.

girls suck when they destroy themselves for bad reasons.

-p2

§ ¶online? por que?

Some people have asked me why I complain about girls online. There's only a few reasons, really:

-I'm much better looking online
-I have time to think about what I'm saying (not enough people take advantage of this)
-Girls can't hit me online. Yeek, hitting girls scare me.

Also, when people complain about how stupid my posts are, I can write them off as lamers. Convenient, hmm?

-p5

§ ¶The G-S AIM Icon

Coming shortly: The Girls-suck AOL Imstant Messenger icon. Supplied by a reader. Yep.

§ ¶gilrs and throats

My throat hurts too much to think of anything to say.

Hrm... Girls have the same effect on me as my throat hurting. Both induce crying.

-p2 (owwww)

§ ¶One year!

Girls Suck = 1 year old. Hell yeah!

Most girls are still using certain situations to their advantages, and their boy friends still piss us off!

§ ¶p5's Manic Metaphors!

Every girl is like a jigsaw puzzle.

There's those nine piece ones that you could put together when you were five years old, and though there's no real challenge in figuring out how it comes together, you'll be damned if that isn't a pretty picture.

Then there's those thousand piece puzzles with no edges and no real distinct picture, so that right when you think you've got it, there's another piece to add.

K-Mart's out of puzzles worth finding the pieces for.

And I'm just a few pieces short.

I'm bored.

-p5

§ ¶p5's Manic Math

Mathematical Proof That Girls-Suck

Nature abhors a vacuum
Nature = -vacuums

Vacuums suck
Vacuums = suck
Nature = -suck

Girls defy nature all the time (facelifts, that hair stuff, Britney Spears, etc)
Girls = -nature
Girls = -(-suck)

Therefore, girls-suck.
Girls = suck

-p5

p.s. don't ask me for any help with your algebra homework

§ ¶good things for once.

It's amazing to me how one night can change your entire outlook.

A girl that I always considered off limits, and certainly not someone of qualitys that I would enjoy, blew me away last night.

The people that you don't consider can be the ones that make you long again.

Long for the simple caress of their hand against your cheek.

Long for those knowing glances, and nose nuzzles.

I have been dumbstruck, and I am calm.

-p2

§ ¶thank you india, thank you president, thank you g-s readers.

Thank you all so much!

Since I posted a few emails yesterday, I've recieved over 50 emails assuring my poor self esteem that people indeed like me.

I had them caught up at one point in the day, and replied to them all, but after getting another 30, it's going to take a little while.

I just wanted to thank everyone who reads this little place that was created by two dorks a year ago, and has tried to be fair and honest, and a little bit whiney.

From all of the G-S staff, Merry Christmas!

(note to readers, even with so many viewers, we have not let the fame get to our heads. we are still dorks as evident by the "about" page.)

-p2

§ ¶I can count to 4!

I'm going to throw it out the window and be really stereotypical for a minute.

Types of girls in high school:

1) Girls that don't like you
2) Girls you think like you
3) Girls that are below your "standards"
4) Girls you like that like you

High school was where I learned 4 = 0.

-p5

§ ¶intelligent people, please email me.

Here at girls suck, we recieve a lot of email. I don't always get to reply to all of it, but I make an attempt to reply to the... special ones.

Here are some of those gems.

§ ¶Knock Knock

Hmmmmm...

Whenever my girl-friends and I talk about relationships, they always ask me the same thing:

"How come you don't have a girlfriend yet? You're so funny! Girls like funny guys!"

Girls do not like funny guys.

Well, I guess whatever comedic sense I have doesn't save me from my numerous faults, such as:

a) I'm ugly.

I don't know who understands girls less, guys or other girls.

-p5

Update: guys.

-- If all they wanted was a funny guy, John Lovitz would be a pimp. However, he is not. --p1

Update:

-- John Lovitz isn't a pimp? --p2

§ ¶sigh, i sigh often

one time a girl explained to me love.

she said, "Loving someone is letting them go."

She broke up with me subsequently.

At least I know someone loved me.

-p2

§ ¶Female flirting tricks

Quick guide to female flirt tricks witnessed in the last week or so.

• If a girl is interested in you, you'll start talking about whatever you're doing
• If not, she'll ignore you and go talk with someone else about what they're doing
• Girls will raise their voice just a little when talking with someone they're interested in.
• Girls will act cold, and rub their arms. This is their way of getting the guy to offer a hug or make their arms warm or to have the girl sit closer to them. This makes about as much sense to me as if I started rubbing my genital area if I was trying to get a girl to continue doing the same for me. Not too freaking subtle, is it!?
• * when girls are physically attracted to a guy, they will bite their bottom lip
• * a girl will do anything to get your attention. this includes slowly brushing her fingers through her hair, running her fingers along the straps of her tank top or her pant lining, anything enticing you to look at her.

Those are all that come to mind at the moment. I'm sure there's more I can find soon.

* submitted by a girl named Erin

-p1

§ ¶something i wrote

This entry will refer you to somewhere else. This is something I wrote about the redhead I've mentioned a few times on here.

This zine I enjoy decided to post some of my commentary on it, so you can read it if you'd like.

click here for ranting.

girls suck, but sometimes they add your writing to their zine, and you rejoice.

-p2

§ ¶dumb girls suck

there is nothing worse than the hottest girl in a room coming over to you to talk, and when she opens her mouth you want to kill her.

this girl was soooo pretty, and i could have dreamt of laying in her arms for the rest of the night.

but she was a blazing idiot, and i had to depart.

girls suck because they use the word "like" too much.

-p2

§ ¶ad for girls

Are you a cutter? A self-loather? Do thoughts of suicide frequently dance through your mind, and make you smile?

If so, I want you.

You're perfect.

I'm looking for girls to abuse. More importantly, I'm looking for girls who will like it.

Whether you enjoy being smacked, stranglefucked, verbally degraded, belittled, forgotten, ignored, left alone, or all of the above, I have a special gift for you. The gift of misogyny.

Girls with rape fantasies a plus. Must enjoy racist, anti-semitic, anti-gay, abortion, and other dead baby jokes.

Preferably from the East Coast, or willing to travel at your own Goddamn expense, slut.

Oh wait, that's all of you.

My mistake.

"Lets Hear It For Violence Against Women"

"He hit us and we liked it!" - Bikini Kill

"He peed on me in the shower, and I got turned on." - Sylvia Plaith

"I hope this black eye and internal bleeding never goes away!" -Ani DiFranco

"He's funnier than Brian Deneke's funeral" - Pansy Division

"And we thought Hitler was a gas!" - Simon Wiesenthal, Spokesperson for the JDL

-bostonHATE

§ ¶i hate girls

girls have an eloquent way of letting you down gently so that you will not be hurt.

"Dude, you look queer, get away from me."

What would I do without her beautiful tact?

girls sucks because they like to insult you infront of large groups of people.

-p2

§ ¶What men want

What men want: (most) men want / dream of getting oral sex from underage girls. In real life, and on the net, search and you'll see I'm right.

What women want: I still have no idea.

p1 (triumphant return)

§ ¶things happen to me

I was sitting in a park writing in my journal yesterday when a girl walked up to me and asked me what I was writing.

I told her that I was writing for an online publication called girls-suck.

She seemed really offended and walked away.

I guess she was a reader, and realised when she saw me that I looked nothing like she imagined.

-p2

§ ¶School

How relationships (tend to) work, based on school / social situations:

Junior High: We start relationships, albeit small and simple. Nothing serious, but it's a dress rehearsal for later.

Senior High: We start relationships, a bit more complex and involved. This is where people get attached and want to be around eachother a lot more.

University / College: We start relationships, but this is where it's all based around openness. This is where we see how unattached we can be to someone and still have them.

*After college: We start relationships, and in seeking settlement, we settle for less.

-p1

* contributed by Charlie Tran, Superman

§ ¶Girls like me to make them feel better.

Girls demand of your attention the moment they require it, yet ignore you entirely until that moment arises.

In related news, Pretty girls still don't talk to me, unless they need attention.

-p2

§ ¶People send in good stuff.

this is a tale of three men. one was wise, one was handsome, and one had a great sense of humor.

the damsel of dreamland strolled by one day, and tried to decide which one would make her happy.

the wise man wasn't exciting enough.

the handsome man had no ambition.

and the funny guy just wasn't pretty enough.

which one will i try to be tomorrow?

-ctran

§ ¶i don't wanna be an old man anymore.

being old is horrible.

There is nothing like the first time that a girl starts flirting with you, and you flirt back before realizing that she is a felony.

girls suck, or at least better not be if they are too young!

-p2

§ ¶Eureka!

A very beautiful girl said this to me tonight.

"My self esteem is actually very good for someone who is as unattractive as i am...."

Maybe Girls don't suck, maybe they have just been blind this entire time.

That would at least explain why all the pretty girls are with the ugliest assholes they can find.

-p2

§ ¶Dreams

Someone asked me what the last thing i dreamt about was.

last thing i dreamt about.....
i think i had a dream where i was buying people's hearts and they cost too much so i bought a cheap one but it wasn't fun so i sold it for some rocks

-p2

§ ¶it's the little things.

When you walk into a store, there is a boy staring at you. You may not realize that he doesn't have the courage to say anything, but he is there.

wink at him, and make his day.

girls-suck, they don't wink at me.

-p2

§ ¶Girls can hate girls, too

Not that there's anything wrong with girls writing in girls-suck.

girls can hate girls, too, y'know.

-p6

§ ¶no, you can't

girls keep asking me if they can write in girls suck.

i think somebody is missing the point.

-p2

§ ¶lame.

Since the email contraption is not functioning, email me at q@mg2.org

no, i'm not going to bother linking it.

and on with my post.

ahem.

"girls suck"

-p2

§ ¶No we'll never be the same.

I talked to the redhead tonight. (I think I mentioned her, or this refrence is pointless.)

She asked me to call her, and I did. At the begining of the conversation, we were going to go out. After talking for awhile, and mocking each other relentlessly, we decided maybe we should try another night.

Why do I put any hope in interacting with her?

As soon as one of us decides to get serious, the other has to throw in a timely insult.

Girls suck, because when they insult you, you just want them more.

(and when you both insult each other, the sexual tension is amazing.)

-p2

§ ¶a friend

From my friend Spark!

"Girls suck, except when they don't, at which time everything begins to rock. But then even the rocking sucks, because in the back of your mind you know that they'll start sucking eventually.

Girls suck."

I couldn't have said it better myself.

-p2

§ ¶i am bad

I end up hurting girls alot. It is something I hate, but really unavoidable unless I either,

A. Stay with someone that I dislike.

or

B. Stay alone for the rest of my life.

For some reason, I have a very hard problem staying intrested. I told the last girl that was intrested in me that I would hurt her.

I did.

It doesn't make it any better that I told her beforehand.

-p2

§ ¶unattainable

Girls hate it when you're intrested in them.

It's too easy at that point, you have to be unattainable to get a girls attention.

You have to be too good for them, too cool for them, too everything for them.

Indented in their brains is the idea that they must have the best mate.

Indented in male minds it they must have sex.

We will sleep with any ugly girl, but a girl must find a superstar.

-p2

§ ¶Sometimes it's not fun to be right, again.

in a night where i ended up calling her to see if she wanted to come hang out with some of my friends.

i think a "girls suck" statement is definetly in order when by the end of the night she is upstairs with some semi-random guy for an undisclosed amount of time. leaving me to stand around like a choad.

girls suck.

p3.

§ ¶something in the way.

Some girls find me pretty, but are afraid to tell me because I am very intimidating.

I find some girls pretty, but I don't tell them because I'm afraid.

For some reason my usual, "Girls-suck" part right here, doesn't seem like a good idea tonight.

-p2

§ ¶Guess I'm just weird like that

girls say that men are so terrible, we do all the bad things.

then why is it that girls feel the need to say untruth's to make herself feel better about the way things turned out? my momma always taught me if you can't say anything at least half-decent, don't. and i keep to that. sure i could spew a bunch of crap to make myself look better in the situation, sure i could say she did this and that. but i'm not going to. because it's not worth it. unlike most girls [hell most people] i don't like making myself feel better at the expense of others.

guess i'm just weird like that.

p3

§ ¶womanspeak, yes = no, no = yes.

why is it that a girl pcorners you into getting you to admit that you might want some time apart. then blows up when you admit what she obiviously knows.

then to add icing to the oh so wonderful cake is that she thinks it's someone else [as to why you're wanting out] then thinks noting of going out on some date a day after the breakup. yet if you were to do the same, she'd shit a brick.

god i love hypocrisy.

p3

§ ¶girls sook

Last night I saw a girl who I'd have to say sucks the most in the understanding department.

The question is, why do I like her still?

(See: Any of my posts dictating we like what is bad for us.)

-p2

§ ¶could the angst be lifting?

A beautiful girl completely destroyed any other thought I had today.

and I hope she will continue to do the same near me.

-p2

§ ¶weird people

Every once is awhile I read through all of the favorite diaries which had comments on us. The part that never ceases to amaze me is how many people have poor commentary on us, yet have us listed as a favorite.

Girls enjoy being mean.

-p2

§ ¶just an observation

I don't think the woman of my dreams would like me at all.

-p2

§ ¶replace stuff for fun.

I think that alot of guys who hate lesbians because that is an easy scapegoat for why they don't have the woman of their dreams.

I perfer to think rationally.

I am just lame.

(Replace guys with girls, lesbians with gays, and woman with man, and it works just as well.)

-p2

§ ¶in love with you.

I enjoy, being a boy.

-p2

§ ¶Something

girls have a fondness for making me cry.

-p2

§ ¶first kiss

I think I liked it better when it was the first time.

-p2

§ ¶Girls like to make themselves cry

girls have a fondness for making themselves cry.

and then making you feel bad for it.

-p6

§ ¶second best

Just for once I'd like to be someone's number one guy.

-p2

§ ¶close to me

a pretty girl talked to me today.

she said, "Can I take your order?"

it doesn't lesson the fact any that she was forced to talk to me.

-p2

§ ¶funny

it would be cool if I was really me.

-p2

§ ¶girls always have to be prettier.

girls always have to be prettier than each other.

-p6

§ ¶yep

girls are pretty sometimes.