Bitchfaces, this may be one of those circumstances where I need a reality check. I hate to sound shall-
Wait, no the fuck I don’t. I’ll be shallow all day if I have to. Even if I don’t have to.
Um, have y’all seen me?
Right. And, it’s not like I’m stupid. Or lazy. Or, like, stupid.
I’m fairly sure someone just tried to knock me down a peg. I mean, they fucking failed, obviously, but it was a real-life attempt.
The nerve of this motherfucker.
Now, listen. Everyone knows I have a thing for guys who know something obscure, something interesting. Basically, someone who can teach me something, take me outside of my own wheelhouse.
However, every time, and I do mean every time, it turns into a complete episode of tearing down everything I am, all that I do, because how else would they elevate themselves?
Right.
I’m really sick of these motherfuckers.
Like. Fuck these dudes. The whole group of them.
If I ever entertain the idea again, I’m getting a dumb ass dude for a boyfriend. Like, genuinely, just stupid. Because at least then he won’t think he’s reading an instructional manual every time he speaks to me.
Like he’s talking to a fucking dummy.
The fuck. This motherfucker.
That’s it. Let’s let Kai Wachi take it to the house.
And who is this punk ass ?
Love the Superman Comic reference! That said, I come to you as a cautionary tale. I tried that "find someone dumber than I" thing, and it cost me thirty years of my life! At least the smart guys can hold an intelligent conversation. I mean with the dumb ones, what's left after the sex???