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First off, I am not gullible. I am trusting, but not naïve. I think too much, and don’t just jump into things… So how did you do it? How did you manage to reel me in, only to leave me high and dry!? You gained my trust, my love, and most importantly, my respect. How then did you end up another freaking scumbag?
You write pretty words and sing a pretty song, but what was the point? What could you possibly have gained from these last several months other than my disappointment and disapproval? Isn’t this exactly what you didn’t want!? What the hell!? Way to be an ass hat. —I Don’t Want You To Want Me
This article appears in Jun 4-10, 2015.
If you’re not gullible, naive and don’t jump into things, why do it? Clearly not your first time – based on your comment, “…another freaking scumbag” – it’s time to employ those qualities rather than ignore them when guys pay you some attention.
You should always be suspicious of those who write pretty words but you must absolutely distrust those who sing a pretty song. Did he accompany himself on the guitar?
I’m guessing he cheated?To be fair, it is suuuper hard to turn down booty.
*strums guitar or whatever*
Nukka writes pretty words and sings pretty songs too 🙂
Sing for us Nukka! Sing for us! Something from The Sound of Music…
“I am not gullible. I am trusting, but not naïve. I think too much, and don’t just jump into things”
Every single one of those things is contradicted by the simple fact that you dated a musician, falling for his courtship display of words and sounds.
Silly groupie.
I’ll be forever amused by how many dizzy young things fall for guitar douches’ schtick.
Jesus, I usually stick to Alanis Morrisette. But exceptions can be made.
“I’m guessing he cheated?To be fair, it is suuuper hard to turn down booty.
*strums guitar or whatever*”
if you’re an uncontrollable, slutty [man]whore… then maybe.
Exactly, yes.