curse of the EX

HONEST people should be appreciated.

But honesty cannot be appreciated if it’s already two weeks past 3 dates and then some.

Carlo is MARRIED. He confessed that yesterday. I was horrified. I may be one huge flirt but I cannot handle that. The wifey is in Manila and he profusely said sorry. Say sorry to your wife not to me. Claimed he cannot help but be naughty. Naughty? You just proved to me how men feel about monogamy. Repeatedly said he still wants to see me again. What for? I feel awful enough.

Then I cried because I felt like I was the wife who was cheated on, the wife who absolutely have no idea what is going on with her husband’s affairs in Cebu. He just gave me more reason to doubt Mr. Hunbun’s fidelity. Fakkk… I thought about that and I cried the more. ‘Nieta.

Honestly, if you want to get into my pants, tell me. Don’t feed me BS stories. I’d appreciate you more. Seducing me with flowery insinuations of the hidden Goddess in me might work for a while but milk still turns sour eventually. The Crappy milk. That is probably why I’m more inclined to date the pangkabuhayan-showcase kind of men because right up front, they already tell you what they want in exchange for what you want. Dog eats pussy world, hell it is.

But I never cared about Carlo. It is just sad that he turned out that way. Should we brace ourselves for the worst of the men? Sometimes, it is best to stay indoors and not see, hear, and feel evil. But who is to say which is the lesser of two evils?

Men sure have a lot of deal breakers because I have probably seen the worst lot.

Taking into consideration my ex’s curse two years ago, You will never ever find any other guy who will love you like I do (and say this with a menacing voice and a huge evil laugh after pang-effect), I can say “Fine, He has made his point. I haven’t met anyone who was willing to raise hell for me”. Thanks to you, I was with the lesser of the two evils: all of men that I’m sure you would have balked at before.

So… How many of those do I have to deal with? Does it take a lot of stabs in the heart in order to be happy?

If that is the case, I still have a loooong way to go my heart will be ripped into shreds by now.

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