Well, I just saw Four Christmases and whie I must say that it is an awesome movie and everyone should see it, it actually made me very depressed; for the fact that it involves love and marriage and kids.

I have come to terms with the fact that no guy is ever going to say he loves me and wants to spend the rest of his life with me. I have come to terms with the fact that I will most likely never get married and have a family of my own. I will probably die a lonely old lady with a zillion cats each named after a baseball legend.

I have come to terms with the fact that I am the only person I know who has had a million relationships each one ending very badly only with me to feel worse than I did in the relationship before.

I have come to terms with the fact that my only interaction with guys is going to involve a condom and a couple of beers. Thats all guys want from me, a few drinks and a good fuck. What else could they want? I’m only smart, funny, love sports, playing poker, paintballing, not whiny, not bitchy and I can name at least 5 football legends teams and years they played included without mentioning whether they were ugly or not.

I am only the perfect girlfriend, but who cares about that anyway when I have a huge ass and tits? Who cares about the fact that I am writing my own novel and love to go to the batting cages when I have really attractive cleavage and nice hair?

Who fuckin cares about the fact that I was Salutatorian of my Senior class, love going to bookstores and am not a complete ditz, slut or lowlife when I have a working vagina??

No guy is ever going to truly love me without being obsessed with my body. End of story.

Apart from realizing this it makes me pretty fucking depressed because I am a hopeless romantic who will do and have done everything for a guy who I truly loved myself. But what guy cares that I will be there for him and support him in anything he decides to do, putting him before myself when all he is looking for in a one night stand?

No guy nowadays wants a real relationship, no guy wants to be "the perfect man" for anyone. No guy at all. I would like to meet a guy who likes me for who I am for once who isn’t gay.

So this is to all the guys who are talking to me just because they think I’m "hot", think they have a chance at getting into my pants and who just want me for a trophy to show off to their buddies. Hear me loud and clear:

Get a fucking life, get the fuck away from me and leave me the fuck alone. I don’t need your shit, so sorry to burst your little bubble or destroy the little plan or fantasy you had in that pathetic little mind of yours about getting me drunk and ‘fucking the shit out of me’ with that pencil dick of yours. I don’t need your shit and you can get out of my life as fast as you can say "Hey lil mama". Oh yeah did I forget to mention, LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE. I’m through with being your doormat and your personal fantasy chick. Goodbye.