I really don't want anything to do with them anymore.

Let's make a list. A list? Ohhh yes, a list.

Of all the reasons we've cut contact with eachother:

• I had a spare ticket to a comedy show, all he had to do was say no to coming. But he agreed. Then he cancelled 3 hours before we were supposed to meet up.
• Many more dates resulted the same way; extreme hyping up then flaking beforehand, or, simply not showing or texting until its too late.
• Wanted to 'really really really' take me on a museum date. Made a big show out of how much fun we'd have, and I gushed to all my friends over it. Never showed up, read every single message, blocked me three hours past their arrival time. Only bothered to unblock me five hours after that to spill about how they secretly resent me due to a whoooole lot of bullshit I don't feel like rewriting, and their ex gf baggage...
• I asked them to attend the Mario movie with me a few days in advance. Nigga left me on read. Several texts and 8 hours later, he left every single text on read. He doesn't know how to say "no", which is infantile and pathetic. Then, complained that he was blocked.
• Begged me for a sleepover, made a big show out of how he absolutely 10000% was not going to cancel. For several days, all he could talk about was looking forward to said sleepover. The day of the sleepover? Said he had to end things with me because they were not helping him with his problems whatsoever, that he still loved his ex, etc etc. I said okay, and blocked him. Not even two hours later and suddenly he's blowing up my phone on multiple social medias trying to say he didn't mean it and still wanted to go on dates with me. (The last time I posted about him happily to my main social media, because... bro is nuts.)
• Got salty that I was going on dates with other people, (of COURSE, nigga, there is a thousand percent no reason I'd not go on dates with other people, I am single and hot, I can just go on dates with people who will actually SHOW UP and make conversation,) and threw a fit saying they can't see me anymore if I'm gonna see other people along with them. I said okay, makes sense, and blocked them. Cue two days of endlessly blowing up my phone begging to stay in touch with me. For fuck's sake, get a grip.

Now let's re-read what I wrote and see what I'd say, if I was responding to some random dumbass redditor who didn't know her worth, or did, and just liked to waste her own time, like a stupid fool:

"Girl, RUN. I would call this man a SLUR for you. We need a SLUR for this type of man. This man sounds physically repulsive. There's no way he's that fine. He sounds pathetic and demented beyond belief. Like, are you fucking stupid? Are you absolutely sure this man is worth wasting your youth and time on? I think you could walk into the street and find any ol' man, even a crackhead, and have a better time with him."

And it's true, I have.

He said he's getting more possessive over me recently, which doesn't matter to me at all, he's just some guy, and not even a great one. Like, I had sex with him and didn't cum, which was unusual. Probably since he's the type to hear me say I'm cumming, and then decide to switch up what he's doing, which is the number one faux pas a man can do.

Like bro, if you're doing the slow labia flick circles-around-the-clit supreme move, and I'm about to bust that way, then suddenly speeding up isn't gonna speed up an orgasm, it'll just ruin it. It's like if you were taking driver's ed, and when the teacher said "Great job! Almost done!", the student then decides to start going 90 mph in a school zone. Like, bruh.

I just really can't stand him any more. Hurts to even write.

I don't wanna date him. He took half a year to actually do a date, an- I'm not even gonna bother finishing this sentence. He doesn't deserve that, he doesn't. Clear as day.

I already told myself in advance that by May 1st, if no date is had by then, then I'm single for the whole summer. And I told him that probably by the time the wedding he attended (without me) would occur, that would be when I'd seriously end things with him.

And lo and behold, he learned from our hangout earlier today:

1. Do not randomly, as I'm getting dressed, decide to bend over and arch your back on the bed in my direction (pretty hot at first ngl) and then fart in my general direction (why the fuck do i even need to write this? he already knew i dont like gas, nonethele- whatever) and then have the nerve to be salty that I'm not pleased about it. "It's my house!" Okay? If I was at someone's house and they did crack, or smacked a kid in front of me, or said something racist, I can dislike that! And if someone decides to fart in the direction of the chick they like, who is a known germaphobe/hates that.... they're not a smart man, really. Plus oddly this isn't the first guy who's done this to me. I'm 90% that it's just men enjoying pushing a woman's boundaries to see how often they can disrespect her and get away with it. And all those men either got dumped ruthlessly, almost got their nose broke, (i do not regret that fight with that one ex at all) or complained that I didn't see them as dateable. Boohoo, you showed your true colors, and I am not colorblind to the red flags! Fuck you.
2. Telling the chick who's embarrassingly admitted feelings for you consistently (for like, half of a year, and you keep leading her on, in the most brazen, insulting, and disgusting ways possible,) that you were depressed about not having a date to the wedding, and having no woman that loves you.... is a bad idea. ESPECIALLY if said chick has openly admitted even the most audacious of her feelings to you, and wanted to go to said wedding with you.
3. Don't accept crystals from bitches if you won't even USE them. Like, they're not there for decoration, asshole! God! Instead of panicking because I don't respond to a goddamned text fast, put that fucking crystal to your forehead or chest and CALM YOUR A S S D O W N.

Ugh. There was another red flag, but in general, I know that any man who can't keep their hands to themselves, can't respect a single boundary I set, and doesn't listen to a thing I say, is not a man I want to be in touch with as a friend, nevertheless to date.

Eventually one gets tired of a nigga deciding to be a hot mess. I don't like men who shove away their feelings, who use me as their therapist or mommy, who are pathetic little weaklings who can't even do a free date if their life depended on it. Hell, I left my ex for that reason. Why be with someone even worse than my ex, when the bar is so low to step over to begin with?

I wanna get married, and have kids. Beautiful kids, a beautiful big home with a big garden. I am not gonna get that with this man.

I wanna reflect on being 22 and be happy. Like "Yes! I wrote scripts, I sucked titties, I made friends! I danced, and sung, and vibed, and created, and flourished!"

I really don't like dudes anymore. Like, hell, for so many reasons. I'm talking sexually.

Like.... if the only way to get a dude interested in you and acting right, is to... date better men than him, versus him seeing me as a person rather than a fantasy, then that's just a waste of time. A lot of cis relationships are.

I think being celibate is the wave, unless it's for funds.

Yeah, I could. I could get into escorting, or just more sugar baby stuff..... Eh, nah. Too male-centered and pervy and too much effort. The current level of "I'll just go on dates and see if I like someone, but I am not obligated to sleep with them" works well for me.

Old dudes get very mad when not even money can make you want to see them. I've been approached by so many people since I've been eating well, like a sundress on a warm sunny day and suddenly its 14 compliments and 2 to 3 phone numbers within less than an hour. That's like 2 to 3 compliments per 20 minutes! VERY nice!

But yeah, high self esteem is nice. Like when I was celibate in the past, men came at me any and all sorts of ways. Calling them broke, loveless with no game was fun. Of course I wasn't running through the streets yelling at every single cis male in existence that they're doomed to die alone, no! Just the ones who had the nerve to approach me, someone who was openly celibate and openly disinterested in sex, men, and more.... and think "Here, tis I, Thee Brokest Niggah, requesting your access to my mattress on thee floor! Huzzah, my steed awaits! And by 'my steed', I mean 'the Uber I expect you to call to come over here'."

THAT type can be told they will die alone. Yknow, like the men who have hit me up in the DMs asking to fuck, when my post was strictly for gay/bi women. I don't get it. I, as a fine ass woman/AFAB, think it's rude to approach an attractive woman without your looks being together, money being right, and with all your baggage healed. Maybe it's since I didn't grow up thinking women were entitled to like me at my absolute lowest, but hey! That's still a one-up I have on most dudes, haha.

No more boundary pushing bullshit, no more broke niggas, no more stress. Just good vibes!

I may have to watch Sharon Stone in Casino to make me feel better tonight. Sure, I hate most of her in the movie, but that solid 20 minutes of her being nothing but gorgeous and amazing? Really stellar.

Yay to unprioritizing men, its fun! You can do whatever and it won't matter! Since male validation holds as much value to me as bird shit in the hand when you have your own money and fun

That's all folks, peace out, cya :D