Go Climb Back Into Your Mousehole

“Love is cuddly, and so fuckable.” – livingnowalways

I’ve got this friend on Facebook. She’s 24, always manages to have money from family, etc. She’s not at all a slut, as I know she’s only been with maybe one or two guys. But her statuses consist of things like “Dude, if I turn my back on you, I’m NOT INTERESTED.”, or “partying it up at XYZ Club with my bad biotchhhhhhesssss [insert dumb slutty names here.] We the baddest bitch in town!” Followed by “Where is the man who will sweep me off my feet? <3”

Dear _____,

You’re 24. (25?) You used to never sleep around, because you had a crazy psycho ax murderer for a boyfriend. You broke up with him and you’re still alive. My congratulations. Now you’re the hottest shit in town. I understand, that although this is a big city, there must be a need inside that psycho head of yours to feel self important. Go ahead, put on make-up, look slutty for us. Or stay home and stop abusing your already worn and torn body. And make me a sandwich.

When you go to a club, you’re in OUR TERRITORY. We’re the hunters, and you’re the poor fucking hunted doe. Want a head start?

Sure babe, that’s what we call betas. Betas are your head start. Their weak, pathetic attempts at currying favor with you makes you feel powerful, sexy, even invincible perhaps? Alpha males won’t look at you. Because although perhaps you’re hot, the bitchiness you walk around with makes you  look like a deer caught in the headlights.

So go climb back down your mousehole. Maybe you can gaze out at thew world from the tiny, mildewy mousehole that is your life.

With much love and a sincere desire to fuck the living shit out of you,

-livingnowalways

“The need for security stems from being insecure. Or perhaps insecurity is the lack of security. Which one goes first and what risks will you take? Obvious, but brilliant.” – livingnowalways (pats self on back)

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