Broads

I don't get women. I am one therefore you'd assume I'd understand how the humans in my gender work. I have absolutely no idea. I think the thing that confuses me the most is how they play nice, when I know deep down inside they hate me and talk shit about me the minute I'm not around. What happened to being up front and saying "Check it, I don't like you, you don't like me..let's leave it at that"? I'd completely prefer that over the fakeness.
Furthermore I don't understand why the majority of women (at least the ones that I have met, aside from a few good ones) decide that they hate another woman within seconds of looking at them. Just because my ass isn't as big or I'm tattooed or pierced or whatever, doesn't mean I'm a dickhead that you aren't going to like.
I think the big issue here is self esteem. For those of you who don't know, EVERY woman has something or several things about themselves that they hate. Thereby leading them to hate you strictly based on the fact that you possess what they do not. If I meet a lady who is more attractive then I am, it intrigues me and I want to communicate with her more to see if she brings anything else to the table besides her looks. Me personally, I think that the fact that my boobs are a little smaller than I'd like has no direct correlation to whether I'm going to befriend a big breasted women. If she's a chillin' motherfucker, I'm going to want to be friends with her regardless of her huge tits.
After dealing with quite a few women this way and not knowing how to communicate with them I've come up with my own way. I'm just me. I'm confident about the positive and negatives I have as a person. They are what make me who I am. To quote Bob Seger "I was a little too tall, could've used a few pounds, tight pants, points hardly reknown". I'm alright with all of these things. I'm also smart, hilarious and a bit of an asshole. Every single thing I've mentioned are the reasons why my friends and family love me, because those things are who I am...
I hate to be a douchebag here, but I have one last thing to point out. If you're overweight, but completely comfortable with your weight, I give you kudos. If you're overweight and you're not happy about it. Thus leading you to complain about how unhappy your weight makes you, yet you fail to cut back on your diet or work out in anyway, I don't want to hear it. I hear these broads when I'm on the bus, they complain on the phone to their friends about their fat ass or muffin top. Little do their friends know they are shoving a double big mac in their faces during the phone call. Have a little fucking pride. Save me Jebus, the hardest thing in the world is for me to take you serious as a person when you're a walking disaster.
That's all I have for you right now. I'm not trying to say that I don't judge others. I judge motherfuckers left, right and center. What I am saying is it's not because I don't have confidence in me, it's because people in general are useless. When I meet someone new I consider all the aspects of them as a whole, and decide from there whether or not we are going to be bffs. By no means do I hate any individual that I've met so far in life.

Whatever. Take it as you want to.

I'm out!