Ok, honestly, it's so fuckin hard being single right now. I hate it. I hate that I need to be desireless in order to attact a female. I just watched the Tao of Steve and enjoyed it, but I'm still trying to not be horny. That's the hard part.
I am sick. I went to sleep like 2 hours ago and am awake from the NyQuil induced nap. The room is definitely comfortable. I have the heater going and I can walk around in my gym shorts/penis shorts as my ex used to call them.
How is it that almost every girl I know that is attracted to me is in a relationship? That's the bullshit part. Then there's the random 30 yr old birthday girl at pies & pints that totally hits on me and I'm totally sick mind you. I think she was lonely too and just wanted to be fucked on her birthday, but I wouldn't have it. She did give me her email address and told me to call her. She's been "single by choice" for the past 5 years.
Why do women say that? Single by choice? I mean, it's true, we are single by choice, maybe not active choice, maybe single by virtue that we are very picky people. I mean, there is always hooking up at bars that I hear about. There's the sleeping with that girl that's on the rebound and man it was good, that I hear about. I understand that we're all sexual people and that we have desires and urges and what not. Instead of staying single, why don't we hook up more often? Is there something overly wrong with it? Why was I told it is not the thing to do? (*Side note: after 2 sexual partners I realize that sex and relationships are addictive and complicated)
Then there's the people that move your heart. You hear about how they overcame rape/drugs/addiction/abuse/violence. You know that you've never had to experience life on that level and you wish you could. To hell with the consequences. Then you go to work at your 9 - 5 job and you say, why doesn't anything good happen to me?
Bullshit ass motherfucker, bitch shit ass fuck ass motherfucker. *sigh* Are we ever really ever real to ourselves or is it all just trying to find love? And not the fake love, but to be truly accepted for who and what we are? Not the image that someone has of us, but the image we have of ourselves.
Hmm... I must be on NyQuil as this is a very lonely/hateful post. I don't delete posts, but this one should be at the top of the list.
Peace out-
Tim