Au Revoir LV

In my last post I wrote that I'm quick to drop men, and yesterday I had to drop LV. We didn't even get a chance to spend any time together, neither in the bedroom nor in the mall.

I have a problem. Men fall in love with me. I know most women would love to have this problem, but it's a HUGE pain in the ass. I make it very clear that I want a casual relationship. I describe what I'm looking for in detail, and most men agree to it. Hell they get to fuck me... and whomever else!

The reality is they're just saying what they think I want to hear just to stay with me. They're hoping I will change, maybe even that they will change me. They're hoping I'll see how perfect we are together, look forward to getting married and make beautiful babies.

When did men turn into women?

As much as I love what the womens' movement has done for basic rights, fairness and freedom, I do blame it for what it has done to men. Most men are pussies. Most need me to take charge in the bedroom. Most cry before I even get comfortable holding their hands.

I want a man to be a man. Walk half a step ahead of me. Hold the door for me. Show me off as your trophy. Kiss me goodbye in the morning and make love to me when you return from work. Take charge in the bedroom. But most importantly, Be PATIENT with me.

I don't jump into a relationship of any sort just for the hell of it, but I will jump out of one faster than speedy gonzalez.

And so I had to bid farewell to LV. There's not enough sugar in the world to get me into a long-term relationship that I'm not interested in. Not enough sugar to pull me out of medical school and drop my dreams. Not enough sugar to move across the country to be with him.

Au revoir LV. J'espere que tu trouves ton amour.