I finally have proof that *all* men are liars.
Wait! Before I get flamed to a crisp for that, let me explain.
Not all men are liars all the time. Not all liars lie even some of the time. But eventually, all men utter at least one lie.
I know this because even Mr. S lies. He called me beautiful. Now most women take compliments like that (deserved or not) as a matter of course. Some women are pleasantly surprised by them from time to time. There are a few women, though, for whom the word just doesn't apply. I am one of them. Always have been.
I was expecting the Pretty Eyes chesnut, but then he threw that out there. What am I supposed to do with that? Pretend I don't notice that he couldn't be bothered to say it for the first two years he was fucking me?
Also, it's doubly unbelievable because right now I am literally as ugly as I've ever been. The Nexus of Evil endures and has wrought its toll on me, and everything has suffered. Skin, hair, weight, the works. So WTF is he doing saying that now?
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Beauty
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3 comments:
I wonder if the Dalai Lama is a liar too.
You've got to admit, this doesn't exactly make Mr. S a Wormtongue. There is lying (no, your ass doesn't look any bigger) and there is lying (fuck your sister? why, no! never even occurred to me!!)
Here's the thing. I don't know you, and I don't know Mr. S; but I think there is a very real chance that he wasn't even lying, that he believed what he was saying at the time he said it. We guys are funny that way. Anyway, I dunno.
Yeah, but two years? What's up with that?
I dunno, I'm not gonna make excuses fer him...
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