confessions of an emo-fuckshit

i used to believe in Andrew E.’s song that goes: "humanap ka ng panget at ibigin mong tunay.."

i thought that ugly men would love me the way i needed them to love me.. so i never paid too much attention on how my boyfriends look like. it’s not that i couldn’t see their monstrously-hell-raising features.. it’s just that i didn’t concern myself in scrutinizing their faces. i just focused myself with the tiniest grain of beauty i could see in them and tada! it made all the ugliness, bearable.

i thought of myself as a saint.. painstakingly loving someone despite his lack of beauty. it was like eating someone else’s puke and enjoying it. i thought that was quite noble of me.. i thought that was romantic.

hell was i wrong! monstrous-looking men are not like Shrek. they are brutes. and they could never have pure hearts. neither could they love me as i do deserve to be loved. these monsters have ripped my heart out and left me scrambling on the floor– battling for air with a large hole in my chest. these monsters never looked down on me neither did they show me an ounce of mercy. such ungrateful bastards! lucky for me, i came out alive after loving them.

so, piece of advice? never settle for ugly men. it’s already worse to have your heart broken. don’t make it worst by pointing one ugly man as the perpetrator.

BLOG*boycott.those.ugly-good-for-nothing-shit-head-monsters*jv

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