"I'm sorry Mr. Perfect. But if you're waiting for me, it's gonna be a hell of a long wait. See, I've had it with men like you. I think it's terrific that you have a great job, and you're sensitive to the needs of others, and you jog three times a week to keep the belly at bay. But the second some silicone-breasted, butt-kissing airhead climber half your age comes along, you can't keep your pants zipped. Well fuck you! That's right, Mr. Middle Aged, Think-You're-a-Big-Shot, phony asshole, you ain't getting ANY from me."
~Lydia, How To Deal
I was looking for a clip of this quote on Youtube, but the only thing I could find was the full movie. Anyway, it doesn't matter. She is spot on. And she articulates exactly how I feel about men right now.
And now, it's my turn.
I'm sorry Mr. Perfect. But if you're waiting for me, it's gonna be a hell of a long wait. See, I've had it with men like you. I think it's terrific that you have an interesting life, that you are a generous friend, that you make your own decisions, and that you make me feel loved and safe. But the second it comes time to commit, you freak out and treat me like crap. Well fuck you! You have ruined my faith in men. I can no longer trust anything they do or say, let alone the emotions I see them have. Because like you, they will contradict themselves, lie, and prevent me from understanding the truth about how they feel about me. That's right, Mr. Immature, Inconsiderate, Think-You're-Invincible, promise-breaking, lying, phony asshole, you ain't getting ANY from me.
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