I wish they could handle the truth

Cutting women out of your life is like plucking gray hairs. When you pluck one, three more show up in its place.

A lot of times when I'm forced to come out to people who will never get it (they're unable to pick up on sarcasm or being patronized), and can't take a hint (because they interpret everything as: they're always right), they simply ignore what I've said to them and continue acting under their wishful assumptions that I'm straight.

Maybe this is what people mean when they say I'm too nice.

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