My So-Called Love Life

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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

White Flag

I took a little visit back into the online publication of the Dictionary and came to find something quite amusing. It really got me thinking, "It's no wonder we've got it all wrong."

RELATIONSHIP /riˈlāSHənˌSHip/relationships, plural.
1. The way in which two or more concepts, objects, or people are connected, or the state of being connected

Over the years I've constantly found my way of unwillingly encountering guys who are already in relationships, be it online, at the bars, etc. It always spun my head how the internet deviates people from traditional values and points their moral compass due south. I happen to frequent a couple of online "dating" sites with absolutely no agenda other than to see who or what is out there. I almost never actually meet anybody offline, and conversations I may or may not have, tend to fall short upon their breach of respect and courtesy, when they entertain the idea that a relatively harmless conversation can easily be turned into a transcript from a porno flick.
"You top or bottom?" ; "Wanna have some fun?" ; "I'm playing with my dick right now..."

I can't help but laugh at how broken of a record it can play it out to be with guys. It's always the same one track mindedness, always the same agenda, always the same god awful six-pack that--not matter how hard they try to sculpt it differently--is still a six pack, always the same bitching sob story of how they just got out of a relationship and don't want to jump right into one, or rather that they're IN a relationship and like to play on the side, whether or not the boyfriend is away. Oh god, and the penises... There's nothing ever new about those. It's true, when you've seen one, you've seen 'em all.

I'm truly starting to think I'm the only homosexual alive that actually believes that two men alike can be friends, and not have to fuck each other to determine that.

The only argument I have left in me anymore is that men, if you're in a relationship, value it. Do yourself a favor, deactivate your Grindr and A4A accounts until you're single (again). You can paint the picture how ever you want it with pretty words and even prettier pictures, and tell the whole world that the two of you are "happy" and "commited" but truth be told, I, along with half of the rest of the internet, see not only you, but your "boyfriend" on these sites everyday and you still have the nerve to call it a relationship? Just break up and spare yourselves the bullshit. And for the love of bob, stop tainting the true definition of commitment with your corrupt, tasteless, unethical approach.


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