The thought of you turns my stomach inside out.

I hate you to an extent that words cannot quite reach. Yet on a daily basis I find myself wondering why the hell it's like this. How did we get to this point? What course of events could have possibly lead to our mutual searing hatred for each other? I wish things could've been different. I hate ducking for cover and watching my back like a fucking paranoid crack addict any time I'm in a general vicinity of a place you may go. It didn't have to be like this. You made it this way. Although I suppose it's easier to act childish for such a long period of time and spread vicious rumors and not tell full stories to save your own ass, and make me look like a bad person. You're the reason I went into exile for a year and a half, lost so much of my own time to avoid confrontation. You fucking bitch, I had at least that much common decency. To enable you to continue perpetuating your bullshit. I didn't deserve it, you spoiled fucking cunt. Although I hate you for all of the aforementioned reasons, I do have to thank you for the same. Because I'm better off for it.

Completely Baffled By The Backward Indication That An Inspired Word Will Come Across Your Tongue

I have no preference in women. I dunno, maybe I have low standards. I would like to think I have reasonable standards though. I think a majority of the women I've dated have been really good looking. Now, my girlfriend asks what my favorite hair color is on a girl. I can't answer because I really don't give a shit. What about eyes? Who cares. As long as it looks good, I like. Maybe I'm a fan of the big picture, as opposed to being a shallow picky cockhead. Maybe I'm just weird. Some people have low standards, some people have to have exactly what they're looking for. I just go with the flow. I'm not going to be with someone I can't be physically attracted to, sorry, call me shallow or whatever else have you. I won't put myself through it. I think physical attraction is a major part of a romantic relationship, because the VERY FIRST thing any human notices within something like a fraction of a second, is how aesthetically pleasing that person is. Faster than it takes to reach any sort of intellectual depth. BUT before I start rambling, the point I'm getting at is why filter and sort through people you know are attractive, just because they're not exactly what you're looking for?