ain’t no party like a Gatsby party because a Gatsby party don’t stop until at least two people are dead and everyone is disillusioned with the jazz age as a whole
On “the friendzone”:
“It’s when a man can’t get over being rejected and finds convoluted ways to blame the woman he asked out for his rejection.
It’s a combination of not respecting someone else’s choices, not respecting someone else’s wishes of being in a relationship or not, not respecting someone else’s friendship, and trivializing all interactions with women as “if I don’t get sex or romance, they can fuck off”.
Related: being a “nice guy” and assuming you are owed sex for this, condemning women for “only liking assholes and then whining about the assholes they’re with”, etc.
Guess what, guys, I’m not buying that. Friends are priceless, and you’re just a pissy loser who takes everything too damn personally. Just because a woman doesn’t want to date you does not give you the right to give her shit for it. It will make her really, really glad she rejected you, though.”
i look at boys hands in the same way that boys look at girls butts it’s really bad actually