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Dating is hard. Making friends is even harder. Why are we so quick to just dispose of good people? To The Australian, The Chef, The Lawyer, The Artist, The Electrician, YA’s Friend and anyone else I may encounter in the future: I’m not perfect by any means. But I am pretty, I am smart and funny. I am very caring and helpful. I am loyal and honest. I am fun and adventurous, I like to try new things – things you like. I give the best blowjob you’ve ever had and I am the most sexually open and experienced person that you’ll likely ever meet. So why then did you just walk out of my life like I am nothing, like I was never anything to you? I never said I wanted to marry any of you. I never said that we had to be together all the time. I also didn’t even suggest that we had to only see each other exclusively. I am relatively new to town, and I was looking for friends. Of course one day I’d like to stumble upon more, but above all the times we’ve fucked and fooled around we’ve hung out and had fun – as friends. If you’ve decided that my loose skin from losing so much weight was too much for you to handle and you’d rather move on and find someone who is tight and toned, I get it. My body is fucked up. But I’m not. I’m a good person. I’m reasonable. I understand that that you might want someone less physically damaged, I even told you that from the beginning. What I don’t understand is, why aren’t we friends? Why do you no longer value and respect me as e person? Why don’t we hang out? I’m still willing to bet that though missy might have tighter abs she’s not as pretty as me, nor as nice, as funny, as smart. She also more than likely doesn’t have my kind of hair, the hair that made you swipe right in the first place. The hair that you love to tangle your fingers in. You might be able to coach her into doing the things that I do in bed, but will she be as chill and relaxed as I am? Will she understand your humour or have enough of her own to make you laugh? I’m a good friend, not a disposable sex toy. Why am I being treated as one? —Eyed and Curly Haired Insatiable Sex Toy
This article appears in Apr 14-20, 2016.
I’m pretty sure I have you beat in the blowjib/sexual experience realm… and I’m prettier.
Cause if you like the way you look that much then baby you should go and love yourself…… I guess he’s just not that into you… anymore.
There is a cliche about doing the same thing over and over yet expecting different results. Maybe online dating is not the way for you to go. If you want something longer term try meeting people in real life. Get to know them and let them get to know you first. If you are a decent person there’s a good chance someone will like you enough to overlook your flaws. That’s the way it works. If there wasn’t someone who could see past our many flaws – every damn one of us would be single.
Why are you giving blowjobs and sex to guys you haven’t known long enough to be able to accurately judge their character? You save that shit for the guy who has already proven that he intends to stick around because he digs you enough to have gotten to know the real you. Wait for the guy who gets into your head and likes what he sees there, not the guy who only wants to get into your pants. Those guys are a dime a dozen. Swipe left honey. They only care about scoring. Not giving them what they want is how you weed out the players from the real thing. Good luck.
Date yourself and never be disappointed.
“Dating is hard. Making friends is even harder.”
Getting a cat is easy.
– Think’s she’s the hottest thing since sliced bread.
– Describes herself as Insatiable Sex Toy
– “most sexually open and experienced person that you’ll likely ever meet”
– Can’t figure out why she’s being dropped like a 5 dollar bill covered in dog shit.
Hahahaha… you sound like such a catch though too hun!
People are shallow and are driven by their biological programming. We’re animals living on a rock.
And don’t seek validation from others, seek it from yourself.
“that made you swipe right …”
and stop reading.
*shakes head at humanity*
You have no chance.
By the time I read a third of this post, I realized that it was answering the very question it was asking.
The Australian, The Chef, The Lawyer, The Artist, The Electrician, YA’s Friend and anyone else probably had bleeding ears after just a couple of encounters.
Yeah…this whole thing just oozes “chill and relaxed”