Saturday, April 21, 2012

Vaginas are Cunts

The past couple of relationships I've endured have made me question love and karma. They're not in sync with each other and quite possibly never will be.

My heart isn't where it once was. Despite the abuse and torture we put ourselves through in the name of love, this has gone too far.

Kayla absolutely destroyed me with her actions at the end of our relationship and with her and her family's actions post-relationship. I did nothing but give and give and give and what did it get me? Lies, slander, and death threats.

Her parents convinced her I was a controlling jerk. I guess Kayla being able to sleep until three in the afternoon and trash my house while watching TV is somehow me being controlling. She never got a job, barely tried to. She only legitimately tried to after I caught her smoking when she had been lying about quitting for weeks. Her lies about smoking were the last I could take though. I didn't mind that she smoked. She promised to quit because I told her I would get her pet rats if she did. She pretended to quit and I got them for her. I told her if she started smoking the rats would go away but instead of getting rid of the rats, I got rid of the liar.

So between the lack of job, lack of effort and the excessive lying; I decided to kick her out. No amount of money I ever spent on her (clothing, food, concerts, pets, etc) would ever be enough to sate Kayla. I feel sorry for any man who has to tolerate her. It didn't matter that I loved her, cherished her, opened doors, pulled out chairs, paid for her dinners, bought her clothing, paid her admission into every show, paid for her gas when she had a car. All that mattered was that I didn't tolerate her lying to me.

Moving on though. About a month after she brought her mom and some criminal with her to pick up some of her belongings (he threatened me and tried to force his way into my house to steal my rat), things died down. After about a month of absolutely no contact with anyone from Kayla's world I started receiving death threats from her friends and family.

There was a picture posted on my friend's page of me, Kayla and a singer from a local band where Kayla proceeded to point me out to people so they could "come get me." I couldn't understand why out of the blue she would have this urge to see me physically harmed by her friends and family. I received death threats from her brother and her sister in law. Which were then followed up by a guy named Chris whom I've never met. Turns out Kayla told everyone I was beating her. That's fucking cute. Literally two months after we break up she starts in with this shit?

Kayla used one instance against me where she tried to jump on me while we were playing around and she slid off me. She then hit the ground very hard and had the air knocked out of her. I didn't do it, neither did she really. She was fine a couple minutes later. You can ask my mom, she was sitting next to me when it happened.

Also, Kayla had asked me to begin choking her during sex. I don't do that. I'm not into it. However, she said if I put pressure on her neck that would be fine. So I compromised. That same weekend, she went over to her moms and showed her "bruises" on her neck from where I "choked" her. I never gripped her hard enough to choke her much less bruise her. Oddly, that same week she had asked my mom if I was okay because Kayla and I weren't having sex as often as Kayla liked. That's when she even confessed to my mom that she asked me to choke her. My mom was a bit freaked out by that and told me about her conversation with Kayla. That was fucking awkward as hell.

Anyway, I called Kayla's mom to inform of her the death threats I was receiving. Her mom did try to tell some people to back off but it wasn't enough. After Kayla's brother caught wind that I tattled, he then sent me death threats. I told him a few things he didn't want to hear about his sister and that caused a brew haw I wasn't prepared for.

I informed Jessi, Kayla's brother, of her claims that he molested her when she young. Honestly, I don't believe Jessi did this. I think Kayla just claimed it for attention. She also claimed her ex-boyfriend Matt beat her all the time too. I despise Matt but I don't believe he beat her.

Rather than being mature about everything, Kayla's mom called me and said she was going to take legal action against me for slander!! Are you fucking kidding? She told me I was lying about her son Jessi. Truth is, I'm not lying about Jessi, Kayla is. Kayla told detailed stories about Jessi having sex with her stuffed animals and trying to get her to touch him while he masturbated. I don't believe it, just reporting what she told me.

So for my actions, Kayla's mom decided to call my jobs. She called one job and got all the way to the corporate office bitching about a comment I made on my profile on Facebook which btw had nothing to do with her. She was just trying to get me fired. This crossed the fucking line. If you have a problem with me, that's fine. DON'T YOU DARE CALL MY FUCKING WORK THOUGH. Keep it personal. So I called the police and tried to get harassment charges placed against the family. Magically, the death threats stopped and all the comments and messages were deleted that slandered me.

I'm stupid for getting myself involved with someone who I knew was a liar. However, she showed initiative to change and I thought we could grow together. I was wrong. Horridly, dreadfully, destructively wrong.

That's the story. I had to state it because it's been eating me alive. I truly, truly loved and cared for Kayla. It broke my heart when my mind convinced my soul to break things off. However, she is vermin. Anyone who lies about rape, beating, choking all for the sake of getting people against them is a horrible human. In fact, she's not even human. She's a vessel of lies, slander and malfunction. I hope she gets help.

Part TWO:

My heart aches for a friend of mine. I won't say his name because he wouldn't want me too. However, after a year long relationship things broke off. Not a tragic breakup but a sudden one. What irks me about it is how much was stolen from him. Total lack of regard for his belongings. I gave him tons of my stuff because I needed to get rid of stuff and I had duplicates of Manson shirts and many other items. She took everything from him. Everything that wasn't her's. She up and left him and took all of his stuff, why? If you don't want to be with someone at least leave them with THEIR belongings and their dignity.

I understand property quarrels but she took a TON of CDs of bands she doesn't even like or listen to. Why? To fuck up his day and make him realize what he's missing. Fuck that. People who get their houses broken into lose less than what he did. Not only that, she took items that I gave to HIM, not her. She doesn't deserve those items. They were given to him because they were valuable and he's valuable enough of a friend to be trusted with them. Not her! Oh yea, plus she left my friend with a $1200 credit card bill. Which I'm sure she'll pay back never.

Aside from the property, this bitch is also someone who vouched for Kayla and supplied cigarettes to Kayla when she knew Kayla promised she would quit. I don't blame her for that though, Kayla made her decisions. However, I do blame her for lying about it when I asked her about it. She contributed to more of a downfall for my relationship with Kayla. But it didn't affect her so she didn't care. She's selfish.

Part THREE:

My most recent disaster. I tried to be a friend, I succeeded. I tried to be there for her, I succeeded. She wanted peace and solace with someone she could trust, I gave that to her. She wanted someone who could slow down her pulse when she was upset, I did. She wanted someone she could trust, she found him. She told him she loved him. Loved him madly even. She convinced me the water was safe but it turns out she was a shark in love's clothing. As soon as I committed to falling in love she decided to push me away because she didn't want to hurt me. She wasn't emotionally ready for me.

Maybe you outta mention that before you decide to tell me how much you fucking love me. Don't take my hand, my lips, my body, my heart and then tell me you're afraid of damaging them. Refuse the fucking offer if you know you can't eat it all. Here I am, thinking I have someone who understands and cares for me. Nope, I have someone who's afraid of "hurting me." Not that throwing me away after confessing your love for me wouldn't anyway right? Fuck you.

Oh and this week a girl who has been flirting with me for a month and said she wanted me, introduced me to her husband by accident. Thanks cunt.

Nice guys don't finish last, they don't finish at all. They're left bleeding, dragging their crippled bodies from the starting line. Only to forfeit the fucking race because all the other racers decided to take cheap shots at them to get ahead in the race. Well congratulations bitches, you won. And at what cost? Just a few guys a long the way. So glad we could be there for you. Take our hearts, our money, our property and our freedom. We were giving them away to you so it's not really stealing right?

These women have almost single-handedly made me give up on love altogether. How can people so openly take advantage of others? My family never raised me to be this way. I was to treat others the way I wanted to be treated if not better. I did and what does it fucking get me? Heart broken.

If the devil is real, she's a woman. No man could ever as cleverly destroy the lives of other men the way these women do.