Showing posts with label Fuck-wit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fuck-wit. Show all posts

Thursday 16 August 2012

Spite

Here’s the problem I’m kind of a spiteful bitch at times, and sometimes that spite leads me to do things I later regret. And it happen again. 

Here’s what happened, a few weeks ago my back had a big flare up and I was in a lot of pain so I sent a message to a male friend (who is normally a sweetheart and fairly flirty with me) saying “I need a cuddle”.

Instead of send me an appropriate message he sent me this reply “well, get a boyfriend then!!” (Men of the world please note that wrong response.)

So me being a bit of a spiteful bitch thought “Fine!!! I will.” So I joined a dating site.

It took me all of 10 minutes to regret that decision and decided I rather die alone then date any of these misfits.

The only non-creep to hit on me so far has been a woman! I had a cop hounding me for more pictures (even though he didn’t have any posted at all) and a guy whose opening line was “I’m an alcoholic”. Really, it’s shocking these men are still single.

I can’t decide whether that's karma punishing me for my spite or whether all the single men left on this planet are fuck-wits. Or maybe it’s a little of both.

So tell me what online dating or trying to date stories you guys have? Let me know in the comment box below. And as always my dears, stay and play safe.

Love,

The Honest Bitch 
xoxo

P.S Sorry, This post is a little short. My back is killing me and all I want right now is my bed.

Thursday 23 February 2012

Misplaced Anger

I guess I should start by saying sorry to Jimmy. I was upset the other day and despite the fact I wasn't aiming my anger at him he felt the outer edges of my anger bubble I'm sorry for that.


He's a good resource to have because he's a reformed fuck-wit. He's a fountain of knowledge in the inner workings of the twisted male brain.

And by fuck-wit I mean the Bridget Jones definition, self-cantered, insensitive, game playing and otherwise uncaring prick.

What happened is I was mad at Jon or as he will now be known evil monkey and instead of admitting I was angry to him I vented at Jimmy. I don't think he enjoyed that very much....oppps

Then he told me I was kind of to blame because I didn't use the words “I am mad “so how was evil monkey to now. After that bit of advice I stop asking Jimmy what he thought because I no longer liked his answers.

Am I the only person who does that? Why should I admit I'm mad, when it's obvious I'm mad?

Evil monkey and I managed to sort everything out in the end. After I finally gave in and admitted I was angry. People shouldn’t get used to that though, it may never happen again.

Anyways my dears as always stay safe, love,

The Honest Bitch
xoxo