A Realization

Another drunken hook up. Happens all the time. Except this time, my friends knew you. When I told them who you were, all they said was “That bastard!” obviously, I knew something was wrong. Well yea, it was. You have a girlfriend. Who you lavaliered. Well surprise to me! Since that night, I’ve noticed a trend in my life. I have unknowingly hooked up with at least three guys with girlfriends, possibly more, and have had three tell me that they would want to be with me if they weren’t with their current girlfriend. Seriously? I was friends with all three of them before they started dating someone. What makes me so much better now? Why am I so date-able now but I wasn’t before? it disgusts me that people can do such horrible things and be okay with it. I hate how they make me feel, even though I know it’s not my fault. I hate that their girlfriends probably have no idea about it and they are living blissfully, still dating an asshole thinking they are the greatest gift on the planet. I wish guys could be decent human beings at least some of the time, but recently, I’m finding it harder and harder to believe there are true gentlemen anymore.