Here’s the thing. If you don’t take me seriously, then I’m not going to date you seriously. It’s as simple as that.
I’m not looking for a hit it and quit it. I am not looking for a ‘Netflix and chill’ night. I will not fall for your charming smile and I will not fall for your cheesy pick up lines that my mom could’ve made up.
I don’t know who said ‘boys mature a lot when they get older’ but whoever said that, must’ve had way better luck than me.
I don’t know when all of you guys are going to grow up. I don’t know when all you men are going to stop acting like children. I don’t know what I have to do to find a man who treats me like a woman. I don’t know what I have to do to find a man who respects all of me. And all of who I am.
Truth be told, I don’t know when I’m going to be swept off my feet again. Because, it hasn’t happened in a while. And I don’t really expect it to happen anymore.
I am not as naive as I once was. I am not blinded by puppy love. I can smell a lie from a mile away. I can detect false hope when it comes heading towards me. And I am too smart to fall for people’s bullshit now.
I wouldn’t consider myself a pessimist. I have always been a hopeless romantic. I’ve always held onto hope even when I had no reason to keep doing that. But, it is hard not to feel discouraged sometimes. It’s hard not to be let down when all these egotistical boys keep only wanting one thing.
So, please read this carefully.
I’m not going to put up with fuck boys anymore. I’m not going to put up with ‘men’ who only think with their dicks. I’m done putting myself out there on the line when all I get in return is a wink face and a half-hearted sext.
I am done wasting my time on guys who aren’t going to care.
So if I get the sense that you only want to sleep with me, I’m done. And if I get the sense that you only want to have me as your arm candy for a week, I am gone. And if I get the sense that you only want me for a month and a half to try to ‘test’ me out, I am out.
Maybe if more men decided to treat more women with respect, then I wouldn’t have to write this article. Maybe if the majority of the time, men were kindhearted and loving, then I wouldn’t have to write this article. And maybe if most men (from what I’ve seen) didn’t look at women as toys, then I wouldn’t have to write this article.
I’m done with the tricks and the teases and the games. I’m done with the ‘maybes’ and the ghosting and the lack of communication. Don’t ever think that you will get a woman’s respect if you don’t respect her first. Don’t ever think that you can get in her pants, just to say goodbye the next morning. Don’t ever think that, that’s ok.
And don’t ever think you have a shot with me, if all you’re going to do is treat me like shit.