She’s never coming back

These are the kinds of things I would say to a girl I was dating. She would take offence, I would laugh and she might get a little more upset. Now imagine dealing with these kinds of remarks daily and then you have an idea of what it is like to date me. Don’t worry though, I balance it out with compliments, but it is my nature to joke around and poke at people.

There has never been a single girl in my life that has been able to take it. Well maybe one, but she isn’t around anymore so that doesn’t count. You would think that after all these years of dating and failed relationships that I would learn my lesson. I tell myself that the women just have to get used to how I am, but who wants to get used to such punishment?

To hell with them. They put me through enough shit of their own that I deserve to throw a little jab every once in a while and if they can’t handle me being me then I will be a gentlemen and hold the door for them as they walk out. Cruel? Not in the slightest; I just know what I want and how I wish to be.

Probably a good reason as to why I’m still single. There used to be girls that wanted to get with me, but not anymore. I have become the bitter old man at the ripe age of 28. Life was easier when I was simply going around and enjoying the sex of different women. Every time I get caught up in a relationship there is some drama because I either grow tired of it or I shouldn’t have been in it in the first place.

I end up saying some things, she says things back and the vicious cycle begins. Then I tell her as long as I have some beer in the fridge it will be okay. And that is when she tells me she is never coming back.