Why do women go for “bad boys” then insist on bitching about them when they get hurt?
Nothing pisses me off more than listening to women bitch and moan about a guy; she has referred to as a “bad boy”. Surely the title alone is enough of a warning sign. Do you really need to touch the fire to see if you’ll get burnt?
Personally I don’t know what draws women to bad boys, they’ve always seemed like complete idiots to me. My common sense wouldn’t allow me to date anyone like that. But apparently common sense isn’t all the common.
If you choose to date “bad boys” do me a favour and don’t come crying to me when you get hurt. As far as I’m concerned it’s self inflected, and you deserve whatever you get for not using your brain.
Also let me add this when you contently breakup and get back together with a guy, you look like a weak minded doormat. It’s just an exercise in futility. Men don’t change! That’s just a fact of life, deal with it.
Women like that, who allow men to walk all over them, give us all a bad name. Not to mention it sends screwed up messages to men. Ever wonder where all the good men went? Women like that sent them screwy messages and turned them all into assholes........Ok some of them were born assholes but my point still stands.
Anyways my dears I’m heading off. Have a great day and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
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Sunday 19 June 2011
Wednesday 15 June 2011
I'm Not That Girl
I’ve reached an age where a lot of my friends are starting to get married off. That’s all well and good for them but I have a problem with it. It’s not with them getting married per se it’s more about them telling me about it and expecting me to be all excited for them. News flash....I’m not that girl.
I’m just not someone who dreams about their wedding day, I never have been. Even as a kid I never pretended to get married or even gave it a thought. It’s not that I’m against marriage or anything like that. I just believe that love is between 2 people and why should hundreds of guests be forced to hear about it.
I actually remember being at Sunday school, my teacher at the time was the pastor’s wife and she decided one Sunday to show us their wedding video. I remember sitting there, while all the girls were crying thinking, “why is she torturing all those people.” (Kids think the darndest things, eh?)
I like to think in every circle of friends each friend as a speciality. Love or matter of love was never mine. In the friendship world my speciality is “break-ups”. If you’re crying at 3am because your boyfriend dumped you, I’m the girl to call. Maybe it’s because I’m a bit of a bitch but bad mouthing the guy that dumped my friend and pointing out all the guys’ flaws comes naturally to me. However if you want to get back with him....it's not advisable to call me.
Clearly I’m not the girl you call when you decide to get married; I’m the girl you call when you decide to called off your wedding. When my friends tell me they’re getting married it takes everything in me not say “Congratulations, call me when you get divorced.” That’s not me being mean that’s just me embracing who I am.
Everyone always says play to your strengths and I do that. Ok, my strengths are a little meaner than most but in the world of friendships I play a vital role.
I love you guys and as always please stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
I’m just not someone who dreams about their wedding day, I never have been. Even as a kid I never pretended to get married or even gave it a thought. It’s not that I’m against marriage or anything like that. I just believe that love is between 2 people and why should hundreds of guests be forced to hear about it.
I actually remember being at Sunday school, my teacher at the time was the pastor’s wife and she decided one Sunday to show us their wedding video. I remember sitting there, while all the girls were crying thinking, “why is she torturing all those people.” (Kids think the darndest things, eh?)
I like to think in every circle of friends each friend as a speciality. Love or matter of love was never mine. In the friendship world my speciality is “break-ups”. If you’re crying at 3am because your boyfriend dumped you, I’m the girl to call. Maybe it’s because I’m a bit of a bitch but bad mouthing the guy that dumped my friend and pointing out all the guys’ flaws comes naturally to me. However if you want to get back with him....it's not advisable to call me.
Clearly I’m not the girl you call when you decide to get married; I’m the girl you call when you decide to called off your wedding. When my friends tell me they’re getting married it takes everything in me not say “Congratulations, call me when you get divorced.” That’s not me being mean that’s just me embracing who I am.
Everyone always says play to your strengths and I do that. Ok, my strengths are a little meaner than most but in the world of friendships I play a vital role.
I love you guys and as always please stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
Sunday 12 June 2011
Four Kinds of Girl
Over all my years of being friends with and dating far too many guy I’ve come to work out that in their minds women fall into 4 main categories, needy, pushy, stupid or bitch. And they will always whiny about a girl no matter which of these categories she falls into. Unless you’re in the process of making him cum, a guy will always find something to bitch about. You can never win; you can just shut him up for extended periods of time.
If you enjoy spending time with your boyfriend, sending texts or talking on the phone with him you fall into the “needy” category. You may be the most impendent person on the planet but when he is out with the guys and you text him even if he messages you first you’re needy. This is where things being so black and white in man-land gets them into trouble, Everyone knows there are different levels of neediness but you’d never know that listening to them talk.
If you have ever asked a guy out, approached a guy or told him to stop playing games you fall into the “pushy” category. In my personal experience sometimes you need to be pushy when it comes to guys but no man will ever see it that way. The only good pushy in the male mind is if you’re pushy in the bedroom. It messes with their male ego otherwise.
Now for the “stupid” category, these are the girl's guys date once with the intention of sleeping with them and never calling again. In my books it’s only stupid if you fall for their bullshit. But once again they’d never admit that in man-land.
The last category is bitch. There are 2 main ways to end up in this category. The first way is be opinionated and have your own views on things. I’ll never understand why women like that rub so many men up the wrong way but a lot of men hate it. The other way is to play the game they do. Show no interest, use them just for sex, and make them come to you. Keep that up for any period of time and they’ll soon be calling you a bitch.
Personally I don’t see anything wrong with being a bitch so they call me one all they like. I have a mind of my own and opinions and I don’t follow men around like a lost puppy so if that makes me a bitch, I’ll own it. Hello world I’m bitch, deal with it!
You’ll never please everyone so don’t every change who you are, especially to please a man. Just be who you are and own it. Sooner or later someone will come along who will take you for what you are. Don’t ever lose any sleep over him either because I’m willing to bet he isn’t losing any over you. Chalk it up to experience and move on.
As always my dears stay safe and don’t stress over things you can’t change.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
If you enjoy spending time with your boyfriend, sending texts or talking on the phone with him you fall into the “needy” category. You may be the most impendent person on the planet but when he is out with the guys and you text him even if he messages you first you’re needy. This is where things being so black and white in man-land gets them into trouble, Everyone knows there are different levels of neediness but you’d never know that listening to them talk.
If you have ever asked a guy out, approached a guy or told him to stop playing games you fall into the “pushy” category. In my personal experience sometimes you need to be pushy when it comes to guys but no man will ever see it that way. The only good pushy in the male mind is if you’re pushy in the bedroom. It messes with their male ego otherwise.
Now for the “stupid” category, these are the girl's guys date once with the intention of sleeping with them and never calling again. In my books it’s only stupid if you fall for their bullshit. But once again they’d never admit that in man-land.
The last category is bitch. There are 2 main ways to end up in this category. The first way is be opinionated and have your own views on things. I’ll never understand why women like that rub so many men up the wrong way but a lot of men hate it. The other way is to play the game they do. Show no interest, use them just for sex, and make them come to you. Keep that up for any period of time and they’ll soon be calling you a bitch.
Personally I don’t see anything wrong with being a bitch so they call me one all they like. I have a mind of my own and opinions and I don’t follow men around like a lost puppy so if that makes me a bitch, I’ll own it. Hello world I’m bitch, deal with it!
You’ll never please everyone so don’t every change who you are, especially to please a man. Just be who you are and own it. Sooner or later someone will come along who will take you for what you are. Don’t ever lose any sleep over him either because I’m willing to bet he isn’t losing any over you. Chalk it up to experience and move on.
As always my dears stay safe and don’t stress over things you can’t change.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Sunday 5 June 2011
Keep Off
This may sound weird coming from someone who blogs about every detail of her life but I’m going to say it anyways......... Keep your shit off Facebook!
There are so many reasons why you shouldn’t write your personal business on Facebook, I can’t even think of a good reason to do it, so stop!
First of all you’re making things worse. The second you post your problem with someone else on Facebook you’ve gone from it being between you and the person, to it being the business of everyone on your friends list. It may as well have been on the evening news; it’s in their news feed after all.
So now you have people, possibly perfect strangers add fuel to the flame. Everyone has their 2 cents on the matter. Everyone has advice to give and opinions. And don’t forget the other person is reading this, watching you spread gossip and bad mouthing them so instead of calming down they’re getting angrier.
Because they’re getting angrier they post a status too, so now you have their friends getting involved. Your joint friends end up taking sides. This upsets you both more. Sooner or later you start commenting on each other’s statuses. And the whole thing goes from something small to the worlds ending.
Not sounding like such a good idea now is it?
Might I add just because some of your friends aren’t commenting doesn’t mean they’re not reading what’s going on. And I’m willing to bet most of them are probably thinking you sound like a whiny small child.
Then you have the problem when you two make up that you’re left looking like an idiot to everyone on Facebook. You can’t get around that fact, once it’s all said and done, you’re left with 100’s of Facebook friends who read what was happening, and now think you’re an idiot.
So if you don’t want to be labelled a whiney idiot think before you write a status and take my advice is to keep your shit off Facebook.
I love you guys, and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
There are so many reasons why you shouldn’t write your personal business on Facebook, I can’t even think of a good reason to do it, so stop!
First of all you’re making things worse. The second you post your problem with someone else on Facebook you’ve gone from it being between you and the person, to it being the business of everyone on your friends list. It may as well have been on the evening news; it’s in their news feed after all.
So now you have people, possibly perfect strangers add fuel to the flame. Everyone has their 2 cents on the matter. Everyone has advice to give and opinions. And don’t forget the other person is reading this, watching you spread gossip and bad mouthing them so instead of calming down they’re getting angrier.
Because they’re getting angrier they post a status too, so now you have their friends getting involved. Your joint friends end up taking sides. This upsets you both more. Sooner or later you start commenting on each other’s statuses. And the whole thing goes from something small to the worlds ending.
Not sounding like such a good idea now is it?
Might I add just because some of your friends aren’t commenting doesn’t mean they’re not reading what’s going on. And I’m willing to bet most of them are probably thinking you sound like a whiny small child.
Then you have the problem when you two make up that you’re left looking like an idiot to everyone on Facebook. You can’t get around that fact, once it’s all said and done, you’re left with 100’s of Facebook friends who read what was happening, and now think you’re an idiot.
So if you don’t want to be labelled a whiney idiot think before you write a status and take my advice is to keep your shit off Facebook.
I love you guys, and as always stay safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Tuesday 31 May 2011
Whack-A-Mole
The past month I’ve felt like I’m playing a massive game of “whack-a-mole”. Every time I turn around I’m bumping to another guy I refused to sleep a million years ago. It’s like they all got together and decided they would all pop up at me over the course of 4 weeks.
Just so you don’t think I’m being over dramatic, I swear to god this is an honest list of guys that have contracted me in the past month. Paul, Jason, Sukhi, Shane, Daniel B, Danny, Peter, Daren, Daniel S, Andy, Clint, Mr. X and the unknown texter (whom I thought I had blocked on my phone).
Out of that whole list of ghosts of men past I am only happy about one of them getting in contract with me. He’s the only one on that list that can make me laugh and always makes me smile when his name pops up. I’ll let you guys work who I’m talking about.
As for the rest of them, why the hell do they popup from nowhere? I’ve just proven that the odds are against anyone being happy to see them. What’s their motivation? It really does feel like a game of Whack-a-Mole, they popup, I hit them with bitchiness then they crawl back into the hole came out of. And with a bit of luck most of them well stay there this time.
I’m a lovely person but there is only so many “men moles” a woman can take before she has to throw all niceties out the window.
Anyways my dears I off for the night, so always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Just so you don’t think I’m being over dramatic, I swear to god this is an honest list of guys that have contracted me in the past month. Paul, Jason, Sukhi, Shane, Daniel B, Danny, Peter, Daren, Daniel S, Andy, Clint, Mr. X and the unknown texter (whom I thought I had blocked on my phone).
Out of that whole list of ghosts of men past I am only happy about one of them getting in contract with me. He’s the only one on that list that can make me laugh and always makes me smile when his name pops up. I’ll let you guys work who I’m talking about.
As for the rest of them, why the hell do they popup from nowhere? I’ve just proven that the odds are against anyone being happy to see them. What’s their motivation? It really does feel like a game of Whack-a-Mole, they popup, I hit them with bitchiness then they crawl back into the hole came out of. And with a bit of luck most of them well stay there this time.
I’m a lovely person but there is only so many “men moles” a woman can take before she has to throw all niceties out the window.
Anyways my dears I off for the night, so always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Monday 16 May 2011
Breaking with Birthday Tradition
I’ve always blamed my bad birthdays since I’ve moved to England on me being homesick. I’m away from my best friends and family it’s not the makings of a good day. But after a little chat NTB I’ve realised there’s been another reason why my last 3 birthdays have been below par.
I’ve been broken up with days before my birthday 3 years in a row. Clearly they weren’t that important to me if I’m only just realising that. In all honesty there are just other events that standout more to me.
Last year (2010) was when Mr. X and I started talking again. Which over shadowed my breakup with Stephen (my rebound to Mr. X) and my breakup with Andy who by the way was a cheating scum bag. Before you ask yes I did overlap relationships if you can call a rebound boyfriend a “relationship”.
2009 was the breakup with Steve. That breakup was overshadowed by the sinus infection from hell.
2008 which was my 21st birthday was all about me knocking out my ex boyfriend Keith whom broke up with me days earlier. He deserved to get his ass kicked and I’m pleased I did the world that service.
This year is the end of that tradition. I’m heading into my birthday 100% single and more importantly I’m not interested in anyone so this birthday should be drama free.
My plan for my birthday this year is to get very drunk and with a little bit of luck I won’t remember it so I won’t know if it’s another shitty birthday or not. Smart thinking eh? I think I should start writing apology notes now. Lucky for everyone I’m a fun drunk, random but fun.
Anyways my dears it’s not my birthday yet so I have things I need to get done. As always stay safe and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
Xoxoxoxoxo
I’ve been broken up with days before my birthday 3 years in a row. Clearly they weren’t that important to me if I’m only just realising that. In all honesty there are just other events that standout more to me.
Last year (2010) was when Mr. X and I started talking again. Which over shadowed my breakup with Stephen (my rebound to Mr. X) and my breakup with Andy who by the way was a cheating scum bag. Before you ask yes I did overlap relationships if you can call a rebound boyfriend a “relationship”.
2009 was the breakup with Steve. That breakup was overshadowed by the sinus infection from hell.
2008 which was my 21st birthday was all about me knocking out my ex boyfriend Keith whom broke up with me days earlier. He deserved to get his ass kicked and I’m pleased I did the world that service.
This year is the end of that tradition. I’m heading into my birthday 100% single and more importantly I’m not interested in anyone so this birthday should be drama free.
My plan for my birthday this year is to get very drunk and with a little bit of luck I won’t remember it so I won’t know if it’s another shitty birthday or not. Smart thinking eh? I think I should start writing apology notes now. Lucky for everyone I’m a fun drunk, random but fun.
Anyways my dears it’s not my birthday yet so I have things I need to get done. As always stay safe and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
Xoxoxoxoxo
Wednesday 4 May 2011
Post-It Communication
I recently had a following out with someone because of lack of communication or miss communicate I think is a better way to put it.
He felt I didn’t share my feelings with him; instead I turned to my blog. I don’t share that opinion. I feel I did tell him how I felt but he just didn’t hear it. This has left me thinking would the world be a better place if we communicated via post-it notes?
I’ll admit I didn’t tell him in the most straight forward way. Females rarely do. I like to throw things like that into the middle of email or just into a casual conversation. I don’t want to show weakness and if I can bury it in a message, I will. It makes me feel less of a failure. I still have said it. I’ve just didn’t said it with arrows pointing to it. Looking back it would have been easier to stick a post-it to forehead saying “I feel neglected”.
Just think about how many less fights there would be if you could just make your point via post-it notes. There would be no saying “you didn’t tell me” or “I didn’t know”. I mean if it’s stuck to their body nobody can play dumb. How easy would breakups be? “We’re over, you’re a cheat, Take your stuff”. No tears, no guilt, just stick it and leave.
I may take to leaving post-it style messages. I just like the idea of ditching the bullshit and being straight forward. Not sure if that will keep me out of trouble or land me in more. Who cares, I’m always in trouble for something. Can’t please everyone or in my case anyone.
Anyways I’m heading off guys. Stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
He felt I didn’t share my feelings with him; instead I turned to my blog. I don’t share that opinion. I feel I did tell him how I felt but he just didn’t hear it. This has left me thinking would the world be a better place if we communicated via post-it notes?
I’ll admit I didn’t tell him in the most straight forward way. Females rarely do. I like to throw things like that into the middle of email or just into a casual conversation. I don’t want to show weakness and if I can bury it in a message, I will. It makes me feel less of a failure. I still have said it. I’ve just didn’t said it with arrows pointing to it. Looking back it would have been easier to stick a post-it to forehead saying “I feel neglected”.
Just think about how many less fights there would be if you could just make your point via post-it notes. There would be no saying “you didn’t tell me” or “I didn’t know”. I mean if it’s stuck to their body nobody can play dumb. How easy would breakups be? “We’re over, you’re a cheat, Take your stuff”. No tears, no guilt, just stick it and leave.
I may take to leaving post-it style messages. I just like the idea of ditching the bullshit and being straight forward. Not sure if that will keep me out of trouble or land me in more. Who cares, I’m always in trouble for something. Can’t please everyone or in my case anyone.
Anyways I’m heading off guys. Stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Monday 25 April 2011
Not Such A Happy Easter
I’m just going to try and keep this short because if it gets too long I change my view point and none of what I said makes any sense. Trust me this is draft number 7.
I tweeted a picture of my rather soggy tear stained pillows and you guys want to know what happened so I’ll do my best to share the details with you.
I posted a blog at the start of the month about my friends being shitty friends and apparently it read like I was only picking on one person. I didn’t mean it to sound that way and most you didn’t read it that way but someone did and shit hit the fan.
I handled things poorly. I went into manager mode and just deflexed his statements because I didn’t want to make myself look bad and because of that we decided it would be best if our dealings ended there.
Personally I will really miss him but I respect him and sometimes good bye is just best for both parties. I’m sure I’ll shed many more tears but I’ll learn from it and become stronger.
Looking at the bright-side I only have to deal with tonight and Monday. Tuesday I will be highly medicated and luck if I remember my own name. Actually I think I still have some tranquillisers left ......Can you mix them with tequila?
Anyways my dears thank you for listening. I’ll include that pillow picture in case you didn’t see it on twitter. Have a good night, I’m off to drown my sorrows and hopefully wake up to this all being a bad dreams. (Does that ever work)?
Love You All
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
I tweeted a picture of my rather soggy tear stained pillows and you guys want to know what happened so I’ll do my best to share the details with you.
I posted a blog at the start of the month about my friends being shitty friends and apparently it read like I was only picking on one person. I didn’t mean it to sound that way and most you didn’t read it that way but someone did and shit hit the fan.
I handled things poorly. I went into manager mode and just deflexed his statements because I didn’t want to make myself look bad and because of that we decided it would be best if our dealings ended there.
Personally I will really miss him but I respect him and sometimes good bye is just best for both parties. I’m sure I’ll shed many more tears but I’ll learn from it and become stronger.
Looking at the bright-side I only have to deal with tonight and Monday. Tuesday I will be highly medicated and luck if I remember my own name. Actually I think I still have some tranquillisers left ......Can you mix them with tequila?
Anyways my dears thank you for listening. I’ll include that pillow picture in case you didn’t see it on twitter. Have a good night, I’m off to drown my sorrows and hopefully wake up to this all being a bad dreams. (Does that ever work)?
Love You All
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Wednesday 20 April 2011
To date or not to date
It’s coming up the year mark since I’ve been a relationship and it has me wondering if it’s time I start dating again.
Without a doubt this is the longest I’ve been single since I started dating well over a decade ago. I have to admit I’ve really enjoyed this past year. Maybe I’ve enjoyed it a little too much and that’s why I’m hesitant to enter into a new relationship.
Can anyone really blame me for enjoying this stress free and drama free year? It’s made a nice change not to have a man adding to my stress level.
After a 12 month man hiatus I can’t help but feel like I should be dating again. Although I’m not sure I’m ready. I took the break because of Mr. X and a few other guys were basically fucking with my head for their amusement. I took the time off to get over my hang up with Mr. X and because dating wasn’t fun anymore. Dating was getting to feel like a job and it shouldn’t be that way.
Now after dealing with all the bullshit and moving on I don’t want to find myself back in that same place. I’m well aware not all men are the same but news flash most of them are the same. Yes I’m sure my Prince Charming is out there waiting for me but I don’t want to kiss anymore frogs looking for him. I think it’s his turn to look for me.
I’m not closed off to the idea of dating again; I’m just not looking for anyone to date. If my Prince Charming finds me I’m game but I’m not looking for him nor am I in any rush for him to find me.
What can I say? I’m enjoying this drama free life, and I don’t care what anyone says about it.
Love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Without a doubt this is the longest I’ve been single since I started dating well over a decade ago. I have to admit I’ve really enjoyed this past year. Maybe I’ve enjoyed it a little too much and that’s why I’m hesitant to enter into a new relationship.
Can anyone really blame me for enjoying this stress free and drama free year? It’s made a nice change not to have a man adding to my stress level.
After a 12 month man hiatus I can’t help but feel like I should be dating again. Although I’m not sure I’m ready. I took the break because of Mr. X and a few other guys were basically fucking with my head for their amusement. I took the time off to get over my hang up with Mr. X and because dating wasn’t fun anymore. Dating was getting to feel like a job and it shouldn’t be that way.
Now after dealing with all the bullshit and moving on I don’t want to find myself back in that same place. I’m well aware not all men are the same but news flash most of them are the same. Yes I’m sure my Prince Charming is out there waiting for me but I don’t want to kiss anymore frogs looking for him. I think it’s his turn to look for me.
I’m not closed off to the idea of dating again; I’m just not looking for anyone to date. If my Prince Charming finds me I’m game but I’m not looking for him nor am I in any rush for him to find me.
What can I say? I’m enjoying this drama free life, and I don’t care what anyone says about it.
Love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
Thursday 7 April 2011
Turnabout Is Fair Play?
I was planning to write a blog about being fucked off with people not being there for me when I go out of my way to be there for them. I was going to write about me quitting being a friend, and invoke the playgroup law of turnabout is fair play.
Oddly enough I was reading some of my old blogs and I was reminded of something Neal inspired me to write about seeing the good in things. Despite the fact I’m not happy with him right now I’ll give credit where credit is due and he’s a smart guy, and that’s a great lookout to have.
This has left me thinking that maybe quitting being a friend isn’t the right way to handle things. As much as I want to tell people to fuck off, people being a crappy friend isn’t an excuse for me to be a bad friend as well. I should just take the high road. Karma will get them for me.
I would have been within my rights to declare “turnabout’s fair play” and be a complete bitch to everyone but why should I sink to their level? I’m going to take the high road and just play nice then when karma kicks their ass, I’ll take satisfaction in that. There is nothing like revenge without getting hands dirty.
I just want thank my readers for being better friends then most of my real ones, you guys are amazing. I have to head off so as always, stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Oddly enough I was reading some of my old blogs and I was reminded of something Neal inspired me to write about seeing the good in things. Despite the fact I’m not happy with him right now I’ll give credit where credit is due and he’s a smart guy, and that’s a great lookout to have.
This has left me thinking that maybe quitting being a friend isn’t the right way to handle things. As much as I want to tell people to fuck off, people being a crappy friend isn’t an excuse for me to be a bad friend as well. I should just take the high road. Karma will get them for me.
I would have been within my rights to declare “turnabout’s fair play” and be a complete bitch to everyone but why should I sink to their level? I’m going to take the high road and just play nice then when karma kicks their ass, I’ll take satisfaction in that. There is nothing like revenge without getting hands dirty.
I just want thank my readers for being better friends then most of my real ones, you guys are amazing. I have to head off so as always, stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Wednesday 30 March 2011
Setting The Record Straight
I’ve been asked the same question a lot lately, I have answered most of them individually but since I’ve been asked so many time I thought I’d just set the record straight in a little blog.
You guys always make me laugh and you have been very opinionated on this matter so let me just tell you guys straight, I am not nor do I wish to be fucking Neal.
Let’s start with the main issue and there are a few with your ideas. His penis isn’t 3,000 kilometers long. I’ve never seen it but I assume a penis that size would be in Guinness or something.
The other problem is I don’t date or sleep with guys that are younger then I am. It’s just one of my little quirks. I’m sure there are lots of great guys younger than me but I just find it off putting. They have to be older and they have to be taller that is the law.
I’ve loved reading your opinions and thoughts on this “relationship”. They have made me laugh. My favorite ones are the ones where you call him the devil and tell me Mr. X is my soul mate. I love you guys but you’re crazy.
Please don’t get me wrong, Neal is an amazing guy and I care for him but he isn’t the future Mr. Honest Bitch. For one minute forget about him being young and his penis not spanned the Atlantic but the honest truth is I don’t begin to meet his standards either. We’re both pretty set in stone about what we want. But feel free to keep sending me your ideas and opinions because they never fail to put a smile on my face.
I love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
PS Stay safe
You guys always make me laugh and you have been very opinionated on this matter so let me just tell you guys straight, I am not nor do I wish to be fucking Neal.
Let’s start with the main issue and there are a few with your ideas. His penis isn’t 3,000 kilometers long. I’ve never seen it but I assume a penis that size would be in Guinness or something.
The other problem is I don’t date or sleep with guys that are younger then I am. It’s just one of my little quirks. I’m sure there are lots of great guys younger than me but I just find it off putting. They have to be older and they have to be taller that is the law.
I’ve loved reading your opinions and thoughts on this “relationship”. They have made me laugh. My favorite ones are the ones where you call him the devil and tell me Mr. X is my soul mate. I love you guys but you’re crazy.
Please don’t get me wrong, Neal is an amazing guy and I care for him but he isn’t the future Mr. Honest Bitch. For one minute forget about him being young and his penis not spanned the Atlantic but the honest truth is I don’t begin to meet his standards either. We’re both pretty set in stone about what we want. But feel free to keep sending me your ideas and opinions because they never fail to put a smile on my face.
I love you guys,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
PS Stay safe
Friday 25 March 2011
Rough Week
Hey Guys,
I’ve had a rough week and it’s kind of turned me into an evil bitch and I feel bad about it. Well kind of bad about it, my points were valid but I didn’t say it in the most lady-like way. It was more of the drunken sailor way of getting a point across.
I’ll try to explain why I’ve been so snappy. The reason is very simple. My back has been really bad. It sounds like nothing I know until you realise the effect it has on your normal life.
It’s a well known fact when you’ve been coping with long term pain some of it can just be in your mind, so to combat that I don’t listen to my body and I just carry on as normal until I literally end up on the ground. This is a stupid thing to do in all honestly and a major reason why my mood takes a knock.
When my back is at it worse, my normal life stops. I don’t go out, I don’t see friends, and I don’t chat much via text or online. I just lock myself away in my room and sleep a lot and do not much else. Locking myself away is good thing because when I’m in pain, I can’t play nice. My brain is busy thinking “pain, pain, pain” and it has no room to yell at me and say “reword that”.
I cope with my normal pain levels by having fun and just not taking things too seriously. This method fails when my pain level reaches level 8. At that point my sense of humour flees my body and I become evil and not much fun.
Luckily I’m feeling much better now and more like myself. I need to thanks Neal for sticking around. I won’t blame anyone for running away and hiding under their bed. Hell I think I would hide too.
Anyways my dears have a great weekend and as always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
I’ve had a rough week and it’s kind of turned me into an evil bitch and I feel bad about it. Well kind of bad about it, my points were valid but I didn’t say it in the most lady-like way. It was more of the drunken sailor way of getting a point across.
I’ll try to explain why I’ve been so snappy. The reason is very simple. My back has been really bad. It sounds like nothing I know until you realise the effect it has on your normal life.
It’s a well known fact when you’ve been coping with long term pain some of it can just be in your mind, so to combat that I don’t listen to my body and I just carry on as normal until I literally end up on the ground. This is a stupid thing to do in all honestly and a major reason why my mood takes a knock.
When my back is at it worse, my normal life stops. I don’t go out, I don’t see friends, and I don’t chat much via text or online. I just lock myself away in my room and sleep a lot and do not much else. Locking myself away is good thing because when I’m in pain, I can’t play nice. My brain is busy thinking “pain, pain, pain” and it has no room to yell at me and say “reword that”.
I cope with my normal pain levels by having fun and just not taking things too seriously. This method fails when my pain level reaches level 8. At that point my sense of humour flees my body and I become evil and not much fun.
Luckily I’m feeling much better now and more like myself. I need to thanks Neal for sticking around. I won’t blame anyone for running away and hiding under their bed. Hell I think I would hide too.
Anyways my dears have a great weekend and as always stay safe.
Love
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxo
Tuesday 15 March 2011
Damned if I do and damned if I don’t
I slept maybe an hour last night someone was hurt by something I said, actually more by the way in which it was said or not said as the case may be. I truly felt like I was living in damned if I do and damned if I don’t land.
Things weren’t said because my dear friend Neal is a very busy man. I know he is the sort of person who will make time to talk but I just don’t feel important enough to take up his time. He has a lot on his plate and I feel bad adding to that.
I’m damned if I do fill him in on the little thing because I feel like I should let him get on with what he needs to do. I feel bad for needed to chat to him. And I’m damned if I don’t tell him anything because it looks bad, and he ends up hurt and pissed off.
I just can’t catch a break. I’ve been single of almost a year and I’m still getting in trouble with men. The sad thing in this case I don’t even get makeup sex. Hell I don’t even get a makeup hug :-)
We managed to talk things out last night and we’re fine but I’m not fine with myself. Stupid decisions and I should have handle things differently. I’ll always be my harshest critic. My biggest strength and weakness is I’ll replay things over and over until I’ve learned all I can. Great way to learn but I like my sleep. Luckily I rarely make the same mistake to twice.
I do feel really bad that my words hurt someone I care about. Yeah, it was the way I felt at the time but I didn’t mean it to sound as mean as it may have come across. I should have taken a moment to see it through his eyes and I didn’t. I am sorry for that.
Anyways my dears, I have things I need to get back to. Stay safe guys and remember to think before you type.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Things weren’t said because my dear friend Neal is a very busy man. I know he is the sort of person who will make time to talk but I just don’t feel important enough to take up his time. He has a lot on his plate and I feel bad adding to that.
I’m damned if I do fill him in on the little thing because I feel like I should let him get on with what he needs to do. I feel bad for needed to chat to him. And I’m damned if I don’t tell him anything because it looks bad, and he ends up hurt and pissed off.
I just can’t catch a break. I’ve been single of almost a year and I’m still getting in trouble with men. The sad thing in this case I don’t even get makeup sex. Hell I don’t even get a makeup hug :-)
We managed to talk things out last night and we’re fine but I’m not fine with myself. Stupid decisions and I should have handle things differently. I’ll always be my harshest critic. My biggest strength and weakness is I’ll replay things over and over until I’ve learned all I can. Great way to learn but I like my sleep. Luckily I rarely make the same mistake to twice.
I do feel really bad that my words hurt someone I care about. Yeah, it was the way I felt at the time but I didn’t mean it to sound as mean as it may have come across. I should have taken a moment to see it through his eyes and I didn’t. I am sorry for that.
Anyways my dears, I have things I need to get back to. Stay safe guys and remember to think before you type.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxoxoxo
Saturday 18 December 2010
Looks like TV got one right
I like to give credit where credit is due and it appears that the TV and movies got one thing right, ghosts do appear in threes.
We all know the story; Ebenezer Scrooge received a visit from three ghosts, the ghost of Christmas past, the ghost of Christmas present and the ghost of Christmas future. I on the other hand received a visit from the Ghost of hurt feelings, the ghost of conceitedness and the ghost of horniness. Personally I think Ebenezer got the better deal
It all started last week when an ex who I actually don’t hate (rare) messaged me, saying he loved me but he was hurt by what I had said about him. I can understand that and I explained what I needed to and then the ghost went back to ….wherever ghosts go when they aren’t hunting the living.
Then a few days ago, I got a text message out of the blue from a guy I use to see a few years ago. He sent me text asking if I still live where I use to. Not the sort of question you ask someone who you having seen in years. So I said “Yeah why do you ask?” to which he replied “I just wanted to know. I had no hidden motives honest”. Bullshit! This guy is a total jackass. He only gets in touch when he has something to gloat about. After I asked why, he stopped texting me. I think I may have spoiled his little game.
Now on to the 3rd and final ghost: the ghost of horniness. I was online late last night and I saw I have a message. It simply said “I miss you”. Now messages like the always set off warning signs in my head. So I played along for awhile to see what his angle was and it turns out he wanted a picture of me. I don’t think so buddy. You clearly didn’t miss me, you missed getting laid. Why do men think women are stupid? Just be honest with us.
I’m not sure what it is about this time for year that makes men go crazy but I’d appreciate it if they left me out of it. Go fuck around with another girl because I’m not playing.
Anyways I have things to do, speak to you all later.
Love
The Honest Bitch
We all know the story; Ebenezer Scrooge received a visit from three ghosts, the ghost of Christmas past, the ghost of Christmas present and the ghost of Christmas future. I on the other hand received a visit from the Ghost of hurt feelings, the ghost of conceitedness and the ghost of horniness. Personally I think Ebenezer got the better deal
It all started last week when an ex who I actually don’t hate (rare) messaged me, saying he loved me but he was hurt by what I had said about him. I can understand that and I explained what I needed to and then the ghost went back to ….wherever ghosts go when they aren’t hunting the living.
Then a few days ago, I got a text message out of the blue from a guy I use to see a few years ago. He sent me text asking if I still live where I use to. Not the sort of question you ask someone who you having seen in years. So I said “Yeah why do you ask?” to which he replied “I just wanted to know. I had no hidden motives honest”. Bullshit! This guy is a total jackass. He only gets in touch when he has something to gloat about. After I asked why, he stopped texting me. I think I may have spoiled his little game.
Now on to the 3rd and final ghost: the ghost of horniness. I was online late last night and I saw I have a message. It simply said “I miss you”. Now messages like the always set off warning signs in my head. So I played along for awhile to see what his angle was and it turns out he wanted a picture of me. I don’t think so buddy. You clearly didn’t miss me, you missed getting laid. Why do men think women are stupid? Just be honest with us.
I’m not sure what it is about this time for year that makes men go crazy but I’d appreciate it if they left me out of it. Go fuck around with another girl because I’m not playing.
Anyways I have things to do, speak to you all later.
Love
The Honest Bitch
Monday 13 December 2010
Not moving my blog - More Details
Hey Dolls,
I think you guys would like some details on what lead to my last short update the other night. You can’t really call that a blog.
Here it goes I was getting ready to watch the HNIC and one of my many ghosts popped up. The conversation started off ok, if not a little forward on his part. Then all out of nowhere he tells me him and a group of people I haven’t seen in years have been reading my blog.
Part of my blogs charm is I can say whatever, no one knows who I am, and I’m not answerable to anyone. So I was very worried at first that people I know reading it would change things. However, after thinking about it long and hard, I realized that they’re people who I haven’t spoken to in years, why does it matter. They already have their opinions of me and seeing as we don’t they’re not good ones. And while they may hate me they’re doing me favour and helping me get more and more views.
The drama the other night wasn’t just about that. It turns out the ghost had a problem with some of the stuff I had said about him. I’m sorry his feeling got hurt but I’m not sorry for how I felt. There are two sides to every story and this blog is where I get to tell my story and how I feel. Tough cookie if you don’t like it.
Like I said in my short update, I’m very thankful for Mr. X being the voice of reason. He’s not normally so human but he actually understands the blogging world and how much time goes into not just the writing but the get readers. He may be a total jerk but I wouldn’t change him the world.
Anyways my dolls, I’m heading off. Have a great day.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xxxxxxxxxxxx
I think you guys would like some details on what lead to my last short update the other night. You can’t really call that a blog.
Here it goes I was getting ready to watch the HNIC and one of my many ghosts popped up. The conversation started off ok, if not a little forward on his part. Then all out of nowhere he tells me him and a group of people I haven’t seen in years have been reading my blog.
Part of my blogs charm is I can say whatever, no one knows who I am, and I’m not answerable to anyone. So I was very worried at first that people I know reading it would change things. However, after thinking about it long and hard, I realized that they’re people who I haven’t spoken to in years, why does it matter. They already have their opinions of me and seeing as we don’t they’re not good ones. And while they may hate me they’re doing me favour and helping me get more and more views.
The drama the other night wasn’t just about that. It turns out the ghost had a problem with some of the stuff I had said about him. I’m sorry his feeling got hurt but I’m not sorry for how I felt. There are two sides to every story and this blog is where I get to tell my story and how I feel. Tough cookie if you don’t like it.
Like I said in my short update, I’m very thankful for Mr. X being the voice of reason. He’s not normally so human but he actually understands the blogging world and how much time goes into not just the writing but the get readers. He may be a total jerk but I wouldn’t change him the world.
Anyways my dolls, I’m heading off. Have a great day.
Love Always
The Honest Bitch
xxxxxxxxxxxx
Monday 12 July 2010
How do these poeple find me?
I’m going try and explain the headache that sleeping with random guys will get you in.
Lee isn’t all that random, I had been talking to him a long while before I went to his for the weekend last year. Needless to say while I was there we did sleep together a few times. In all honestly he was a pretty rubbish fuck I only score him a 4 out of 10. I cut all tied once I got home. He has a nasty habit of popping up from time to time, he’s sweet talker and I’m stupid.
I told you about Si, that’s Lee’s girlfriend Kylie’s twin sister. She messaged me about a week ago wanting to know, how I knew Lee. I come to find out that Lee and Kylie had been together since 2008, which clearly means when I fucked him, he was in a relationship. Si doesn’t like Lee and has been trying to prove to Kylie that he’s a loser.
After this I sent a text to Lee, wanting to know why is was such a fuckwit. He feeds me a load of bullshit and said sorry. I thought that was the end of it until....
Kylie messages me screaming about her boyfriend and her family. She didn’t get much joy out of yelling at me. I listened to a very wise friend and used logic on her. She kept ending her message with “Now fuck off stay away from my man”. Seeing as she kept messaging me I used logic and reply “if you want me to fuck off, stop messaging me”. I thought it was funny, and after some more messages that made me laugh and it was clear she’s get no joy for me she fucked off.
Later that night Si messaged me (anyone else thinking my life could be made into a soap opera) she was just laughing and joking and taking the piss out of Lee. I did come to find out she has 5 kids at the age of 22. That’s crazy.
Kylie then decided to message me with this “Your just jealous because he's with me and we are happy, you want what you can't have. Well your not going to get him so make sure you never contact him again!! He might of sais yes once but everyone can make a mistake and he won't b doing it again, your to much of a fucking ugly mess”. The woman is crazy first off “her man” is into being fucked in the ass and water sports, who would want that. Secondly I don’t want Lee, he’s nasty! Oh and he contracted me!
As you do when you’re being insulted about being single, you say you’re in a relationship. I choose to use Mr X just because he happened to be online. I’ve spent the day defending someone who wouldn’t even sleep with me. This crazy, if anyone should be bad mouth him it’s me not some crazy hoe that can’t keep her man happy. I can’t stop laughing, I’m sat here saying how good he is in bed, and he’s such a sweetheart. I could show him what I’m writing and even he’d laugh at the idea it’s about him. I never insulted her once and she takes to personal insults and slagging off imaginary boyfriend. That’s always a sign the other person knows you’re right. I’ll never understand why girl get mad at the other girl....What about the cheating lying boyfriend?
Anyways I’m off; always remember never to give the guy your real name.
Queen Bee x
Lee isn’t all that random, I had been talking to him a long while before I went to his for the weekend last year. Needless to say while I was there we did sleep together a few times. In all honestly he was a pretty rubbish fuck I only score him a 4 out of 10. I cut all tied once I got home. He has a nasty habit of popping up from time to time, he’s sweet talker and I’m stupid.
I told you about Si, that’s Lee’s girlfriend Kylie’s twin sister. She messaged me about a week ago wanting to know, how I knew Lee. I come to find out that Lee and Kylie had been together since 2008, which clearly means when I fucked him, he was in a relationship. Si doesn’t like Lee and has been trying to prove to Kylie that he’s a loser.
After this I sent a text to Lee, wanting to know why is was such a fuckwit. He feeds me a load of bullshit and said sorry. I thought that was the end of it until....
Kylie messages me screaming about her boyfriend and her family. She didn’t get much joy out of yelling at me. I listened to a very wise friend and used logic on her. She kept ending her message with “Now fuck off stay away from my man”. Seeing as she kept messaging me I used logic and reply “if you want me to fuck off, stop messaging me”. I thought it was funny, and after some more messages that made me laugh and it was clear she’s get no joy for me she fucked off.
Later that night Si messaged me (anyone else thinking my life could be made into a soap opera) she was just laughing and joking and taking the piss out of Lee. I did come to find out she has 5 kids at the age of 22. That’s crazy.
Kylie then decided to message me with this “Your just jealous because he's with me and we are happy, you want what you can't have. Well your not going to get him so make sure you never contact him again!! He might of sais yes once but everyone can make a mistake and he won't b doing it again, your to much of a fucking ugly mess”. The woman is crazy first off “her man” is into being fucked in the ass and water sports, who would want that. Secondly I don’t want Lee, he’s nasty! Oh and he contracted me!
As you do when you’re being insulted about being single, you say you’re in a relationship. I choose to use Mr X just because he happened to be online. I’ve spent the day defending someone who wouldn’t even sleep with me. This crazy, if anyone should be bad mouth him it’s me not some crazy hoe that can’t keep her man happy. I can’t stop laughing, I’m sat here saying how good he is in bed, and he’s such a sweetheart. I could show him what I’m writing and even he’d laugh at the idea it’s about him. I never insulted her once and she takes to personal insults and slagging off imaginary boyfriend. That’s always a sign the other person knows you’re right. I’ll never understand why girl get mad at the other girl....What about the cheating lying boyfriend?
Anyways I’m off; always remember never to give the guy your real name.
Queen Bee x
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