Or should I say, “Supposed Want”?
But I guess it goes both ways.
And what age group am I talking about? What the fuck am I talking about?
Let me start over.
The age group of twenty somethings that either want something or think you want something - either way it’s annoying and people act like assholes.
If they want something, they’re nice - until they don’t get it; and through this wave of new found entitlement, they expect it. And let me tell you, when you don’t deliver, forget it. Tantrum City. And then they move on to the next host.
Now - My main bitch and maybe it’s just New York or maybe it’s just the people I’ve been around; it’s the idea of someone wanting something from them that makes this group jump. I’ve noticed it in other age groups too, but mainly this one.
If they think you want something from them, (other than just straight fucking), they go nuts.
How much me time will this interrupt? This person said I’m nice, do they want to tie me down? I better ignore the fuck out of them... I think she wants something, because she’s not being an asshole...
This has happened to me far too many times.
Top 5 Facts About This Bitch
YET...Because I’m NICE, (say nice shit, act affectionately, buy trinkets for you if I see them), that means I want something....
I’m one of the rare birds that doesn’t. Unlike Beyonce, if you put a ring on it, I run away. (Ask the poor 6 that have tried).
I swear, EVERY TIME I start talking to somebody, this misconception happens. And like I said, mainly with the younger dudes.
I should pass out a disclaimer, “Fears commitment, but I think you’re cool. I’m going to be nice and that doesn’t mean I want a label, thanks.”
Because for me, as soon as the label hits, I check out. So it’s insanely frustrating when by being nice, I get stuck in the category of wanting one.
Nothing about labels goes along with my gypsy mentality. I have one tattooed on my back for fuck’s sake, neck to bum. Now that’s a commitment to not committing!
Because I have a pair of tits and a set of ovaries, if I’m nice I’m all of a sudden needy, a wilting daisy and want to get married or have a boyfriend.
Well fuck me then.
(Without the labels please...)
Wow! Look who’s salty today...
Anyway.
What I don’t understand is where this shit came from. Are most women really like this? Demanding commitment and labels? Do I need to write a book on how to get a fucking backbone and not rely on a man and labels to feel good about yourself? Because I will! The less this silly shit happens the easier it will get for the likes of my sorry ass.
Why can’t people just enjoy each other’s company, hang out, feel great, hook up when they want and not complicate shit with the where is this going, what is this, what should we call this? Some of the fucking best relationships I’ve ever had have been like this. Instead of worrying about the future we stayed present and just enjoyed ourselves.
Relationships without labels.
And before you freak the fuck out - a relationship constitutes of any interaction you have with another person - it doesn’t mean you’re tied down!
Unfortunately I think I’m stuck with the assumptions for a while. I refuse to change who I am and pretend to not give a fuck. This gypsy is just going to keep being herself and quite possibly get that disclaimer printed out...
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But I guess it goes both ways.
And what age group am I talking about? What the fuck am I talking about?
Let me start over.
The age group of twenty somethings that either want something or think you want something - either way it’s annoying and people act like assholes.
If they want something, they’re nice - until they don’t get it; and through this wave of new found entitlement, they expect it. And let me tell you, when you don’t deliver, forget it. Tantrum City. And then they move on to the next host.
Now - My main bitch and maybe it’s just New York or maybe it’s just the people I’ve been around; it’s the idea of someone wanting something from them that makes this group jump. I’ve noticed it in other age groups too, but mainly this one.
If they think you want something from them, (other than just straight fucking), they go nuts.
How much me time will this interrupt? This person said I’m nice, do they want to tie me down? I better ignore the fuck out of them... I think she wants something, because she’s not being an asshole...
This has happened to me far too many times.
Top 5 Facts About This Bitch
- I’m closed lipped and hush hush to 99% of the population.
- I’m 100% rad to the small % I keep close.
- Commitment makes my skin crawl.
- If I like you, I tell you...and that’s as far as it goes.
- I’ve never been in a committed relationship for longer than 18 months.
YET...Because I’m NICE, (say nice shit, act affectionately, buy trinkets for you if I see them), that means I want something....
I’m one of the rare birds that doesn’t. Unlike Beyonce, if you put a ring on it, I run away. (Ask the poor 6 that have tried).
I swear, EVERY TIME I start talking to somebody, this misconception happens. And like I said, mainly with the younger dudes.
I should pass out a disclaimer, “Fears commitment, but I think you’re cool. I’m going to be nice and that doesn’t mean I want a label, thanks.”
Because for me, as soon as the label hits, I check out. So it’s insanely frustrating when by being nice, I get stuck in the category of wanting one.
Nothing about labels goes along with my gypsy mentality. I have one tattooed on my back for fuck’s sake, neck to bum. Now that’s a commitment to not committing!
Because I have a pair of tits and a set of ovaries, if I’m nice I’m all of a sudden needy, a wilting daisy and want to get married or have a boyfriend.
Well fuck me then.
(Without the labels please...)
Wow! Look who’s salty today...
Anyway.
What I don’t understand is where this shit came from. Are most women really like this? Demanding commitment and labels? Do I need to write a book on how to get a fucking backbone and not rely on a man and labels to feel good about yourself? Because I will! The less this silly shit happens the easier it will get for the likes of my sorry ass.
Why can’t people just enjoy each other’s company, hang out, feel great, hook up when they want and not complicate shit with the where is this going, what is this, what should we call this? Some of the fucking best relationships I’ve ever had have been like this. Instead of worrying about the future we stayed present and just enjoyed ourselves.
Relationships without labels.
And before you freak the fuck out - a relationship constitutes of any interaction you have with another person - it doesn’t mean you’re tied down!
Unfortunately I think I’m stuck with the assumptions for a while. I refuse to change who I am and pretend to not give a fuck. This gypsy is just going to keep being herself and quite possibly get that disclaimer printed out...
Buy Hi, Have You Met Me? on Amazon today! http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00B009W1M
Check out the blog on it's home site @
www.hihaveyoumetme.com for previous writings and more.
Don’t forget to stalk me further at https://twitter.com/#!/hihaveyoumetme orhttp://www.facebook.com/authorkatemonahan