So unoriginal

When a guy doesn't text me back, doesn't write me back, doesn't call me back, I know, I'm not enough.  Pretty enough, sexy enough, thin enough, funny enough, not enough of something because there is a type of woman that every guy would jump through hoops to be with and I've never been that woman.  And you know, I would trade being any of those women, sexy, beautiful, for just being a confident woman.  It hurts to be treated poorly but even more to allow myself to be treated poorly, to debate accepting it as a condition of being accepted.  To consider that I'm not all that great after all, so am I really in a position to insist on courtesy or consideration?  I mean, I am human and perhaps that is what we should be to everyone, but is it weird that I think that's something that should happen with a guy who wants to sleep with me?  With a guy who wants to say we're friends?  It confuses me when I even find myself entertaining these thoughts.  This is when the wisdom of Lodo is particularly apt; 'Fuck everyone, all the time.'

Men are an antidote to men.