The reality of love.

Why is it that a woman can walk into a club or a bar and have all her drinks bought for her.. and every guy wanting to dance with her and get in her pants the whole night?

But a man can walk into that same club and have to buy his own drinks and make his own attempt to meet someone? And holy fuck would he love to get laid.. but no girl would ever make that same effort.. let alone admit she wants the guy.

It doesnt even matter if they’re on the physical same level. An extremely attractive girl will always be treated exceptionally… an equally attractive guy is still ignored. Why?

Because love is a game. Sex is a game. A game in which women always have the upper hand. Only through the tools of money, popularity, charisma and power will any man ever be successful. And those people who try to use the tools of honesty, sincerity, and morality are ultimately viewed as tools themselves.

Sure this “love” emotion exhists but it is eroded by the fabric of society. Love fades and dies and the game begins again. And there is always someone better at the game who comes along defeats you.

Now you ladies can go right ahead and give me shit about how men are such assholes and how hard off you have it trying to find a decent guy. But we all know the game goes both ways. There are plenty of jerks on either side of the board and thats not even what is being debated here. The fact of the matter is the game always begins with you. The guy always finds you. The guy always makes the initial conversation. The guy always has to spend the money and make sure you’re having a good time or you’ll be off to find someone else. Its true, dont even try to deny it.

So this all sounds like such fun.. but what happens in the end?

At some point we all get tired of playing the game. It’s okay though, eventually the clock runs out. By this time we are either left with someone who we can get along with and might actually enjoy being with, someone we hate and treats us like horribly, or no one at all.

Play your cards right.

I <3 Alcohol.

10 reasons why alcohol is better than woman:

1. Alcohol will never lie to you.
2. Alcohol will never cheat on you.
3. Alcohol wont ditch you.
4. A six pack is a good support group. Alcohol will always be there for you when you’re upset.
5. You don’t need to constantly tell alcohol you love it, although you’re welcome to if you’d like.
6. Alcohol wont care if you get with other girls. In fact, it will help you if they consume enough of it
7. There’s no need to buy alcohol anything, just replenish it when you’re finished.
8. Your liver can take more damage than your heart.
9. You bought it, its yours until you’re done with it.
10. When you are done with it, you can take it to recycle and get money

Feel free to add more if you’d like

Idiots.

It’s easy to be optimistic about someone else’s life. It’s easy to give advice… it’s easy to help. It’s easy to be nice… but it’s easy to be a jerk too. Which one gets you anywhere? Neither necessarily…

You can alter as many things as you want about yourself…
You can be nice, or be an ass…
You can be whatever you want but it may or may not help.
Some people are doomed to fail… some to succeed.

Sure I can be a great friend. I’m very supportive and I’m always there to talk about anything, anytime… but that doesn’t mean I want to or that you will treat me any different. I’m sick of being the god damn shoulder to cry on. I’m sick of talking to brick walls and trying to give them advice. Want me to be nice? Then smarten the fuck up or get lost.

If you want someone to love you then make them respect you first. It’s hard to respect a stupid person. And love doesn’t happen in a week… or even a month. So can your stupid MSN names the day after you get into something. I’m not going to have much sympathy for any of you anymore, honestly.

I can kind of understand though I guess… some people just need it.
Cause no matter rich or how poor, how loved or how hated, how healthy or how sick…there will always be something in all our lives to bring us down. And there will always be something we want that we cannot achieve.
There will always be a crutch. Something that will make us feel better when things suck… be it good or bad. Drugs, alcohol, god, love, affection, family, friends… who knows, we just all need something.

It’s hard nowadays to stand on your own two feet. Seriously though… That thing inside your skull is called a brain. Use it for Christ sake.

R.I.P.

My dad enjoyed many things. He enjoyed the outdoors, he enjoyed sports, he enjoyed being athletic. He loved his family, he loved children, he loved me and my sister very much. Even though he may have struggled at times, he never gave up. And he never stopped being a good influence for my sister and I. We will miss you dad, and you are forever in our hearts.

R.I.P. Tom Lankamer <3
November 17, 1954 – July 24, 2007

All apologies.

We all get upset at times. We all get depressed. While I’m learning to recover from it more quickly, the frequency of occurrences seems to be high. Then I drink… which is usually accompanied by regretful words or actions. I’m just sick of getting my hopes up about something and having them shot down. Consistent failure is never good for anyone’s emotional stability.

I am sorry to everyone who I have caused distress… and I thank those who have stood by me through it. I appreciate your understanding… But I still need to clear the clouds. I need to focus. Lift the confusion. I cannot seem to be able to turn the page to continue writing the book of my life. I just need a little boost. Just something to stop the lament, so I can move on.

And to those who have done harm… one day you will all regret it, especially you. You have caused more destruction than you could ever know. That is why I will never forgive you. That is why we shall not speak again. For you have had your chance, and will not receive another.

Women are evil.

Some men may be dicks, but it seems to get them results. Women enjoy it! And this makes them no better. If you’re sick of the way your ex boyfriend treated you, then why do you keep going back to him? Stop running from the nice guys and into the arms of assholes! If your current boyfriend is treating you great and you like him don’t be fucking greedy and want more! STOP CHEATING, LYING AND BEING DECEITFUL!!!

There are two kinds of women in this world: Bad girls who turn good and good girls who turn bad.
I personally want nothing to do with either. I don’t want some leftovers from like fifty other men, who has finally decided that she wants to settle down with a nice guy. And I certainly don’t want a girl who just up and decides she wants a divorce some day because she doesn’t think she has experienced enough in her life.

But then again, it doesn’t really matter because I can’t get either anyways!
All attempts result in one of three outcomes: Friendship, instant rejection, or being lead on. I’m sick of these fucking games you bitches play. Stay out of my head if you’re just going to fuck with it. Leave my heart alone if you’re just going to break it.

So when you consistently fail despite repeated honest efforts what can you do? If you cannot acquire things that you need or desire through being a good person should you change yourself? No, it’s hardly possible anyways. The answer is simple, give up. Why focus your energy on something you cannot have?

Some people do die alone Riley, deal with it.

Nice people lose.

Nobody will believe that anyone is out to do the right thing anymore. You often cannot be friendly with someone without having them think you want something more out of them. Everyone is always suspicious of hidden intentions… but rightfully so.

Caring about the common good seems to be a myth. People are only out to benefit themselves, even if it means hurting someone else in the process. Principles mean nothing to anyone as long as they get where they’re going with as little difficulty as possible. Why buy new when you can buy stolen goods for cheaper? Why wait for sex with your girlfriend when you can just get another girl drunk at a party and have some now? Why try to sell your car if you can just have it burned and claim the insurance instead? Nobody stands for anything; we all just take the easy way out.

Well what happens to the people who see this all for what it is? What becomes of the ones that care? A person can only give so long while they watch everyone else take. Ultimately, the kind crash… the immoral survive.

People destroy the goodhearted. Society kills the beautiful minded.
Nothing is ever going to change if nobody ever tries. Examples need to be set. Values need to be maintained. But why should the righteous have to pay for the faults of the foul? Will anyone ever change based on the precedents of others?

It’s impossible to tell. We are all too different.
Everyone is affected by various influences and circumstances in their lives. All anyone can do is hope the good they are doing makes a difference.
So disregard the brutal headlines you read, ignore the persistently depressing music you hear, and forget the upsetting stories you are told.

Strive to be happy. Make the right choice.

The way I see it.

It’s difficult when you can see the way something should be but realize it never will be that way. It seems that when as grow older we are forced to alter our values and beliefs because we come to understand that they aren’t realistic in today’s world. We should never settle for something the way it is because we don’t think we can make it different.

The minds of young people are so innocent and unknowing of what lies ahead of them. But it’s a cutthroat world out there… everyone becomes corrupted to some extent. And all through their lives they will see all the things they care about taken from them or changed. Happy little kids grow up to be sad old people.

It isn’t right… this is not the way it should be…

Hold on to your dreams no matter how far fetched they may seem. Never let go even if there is only the faintest of hope. Take the chance that maybe, just maybe, everyone else will be wrong. Never change who you are just to fit in or be accepted. And above all you must always do what YOU feel is right… even if you must face consequences because it is not considered so by other people.

Good luck.

It should be easy, but it isn’t

Why the hell can’t we figure this out? What is so god damn complicated about this love stuff? Just about everyone suffers from heart break in their life time. Does this fact not bother anyone?

The way I see it, unless you pick poorly, the first relationship is your best chance at a successful one. Why? Because the less you have been hurt by love the more accepting you will be of it. So why, then, does young love fail? There are too many reasons to count…

It’s stupid really. Sometimes no matter how hard you try, no matter how much of your heart you put into something, there is nothing you can do to prevent losing it. Love, the most important thing in the world, is one of these things. The tighter your squeeze it the more it struggles to get away.. and the more you loosen your grip the faster it slips. There is nothing you can do to stop yourself from losing the one thing you value most. All you can do is hope. There is too much uncertainty in love.

Well I may be new at all this still but there is one thing that I do know. To love someone you have to care about them, and in caring for someone you love them. The two things support eachother and if one of them begins to falter the other is soon to follow. This makes it hard because once a relationship has stood for awhile its members begin to take things for granted. And neither person is to blame for this but each must understand it. We must all realize that nobody here is a perfect being. If we truly love a person we will be able to accept the faults they have, and even grow to enjoy them. Rarely will a person change for you; usually they will only do it for themselves.

So I see it all on writing now.. and it still don’t understand what is so hard about it. There are too many sad songs, depressing poems, and upset blog entries about love. Why don’t we all just spare ourselves the misery? Life is too short to live alone. I just want to share mine with another. It’s so much easier to face the world if you’re holding someone’s hand.

But I guess for now, I’ll have to sing the sad songs, read the depressing poems, and write the upset blog entries. I hope that I never cause someone to feel the way I feel today. Goodbye is the most painful word any of us will ever hear… there is nothing “good” about it..