I could go on and on with these hilarious stories, but I'll just save you the tears, of laughter and you feeling bad for me, and only share this recent one. I have decided that I really am not out to find a relationship. I don't mind dating or whatever, but I've finally accepted that I am just a one time wine and dine kind of person. Terrible? Who cares, not me. Anyways, This guy's profile says, blah blah blah, "...If you start the conversation first I'll take you to Chipolte." So like the slick chick I am I send this following message.
Me:"Wanna know what my favorite thing to talk about with of your appearance?"
him: ... hmm I could definitely sepeculate.
Me: Global Warming, ask me why.
Him: Why?
Me: Its a real ice breaker. I would like a chicken bowl from chipolte.
Then suddenly he was 3000 miles away. Not sure how he managed to go from being 1 mile away to 3000. Thats why I hate tinder, there are some real losers who just are out to play. That's fine. I went and bought myself a chicken bowl, and it was a great reminder as to why I never go to Chipolte. I shoulda known from the get go I was setting myself up for failure.
That's totally fine. This happens more often than not. But then you hit the mega when you go out on a few dates with a guy then suddenly you're in a relationship with them? I'm sorry boo boo, I like to keep it simple. But then there are some people who you date for a month and they still think its casual. I like to go slow but damn, not that slow.
IS THERE ANY MIDDLE GROUND ON THIS KIND OF STUFF? Nah? Thought so.
So I decided to delete Tinder and just not care for a while. Totally fine. I thought. Little did I know how much I hated not having someone talk to me, or tell me how pretty I was. or basically get in my pants. I mean excuse me for being straight with yall, that's all it is now days. Its put out or get out. That or, hey I just met you and this is crazy, date two weeks and get married maybe?
It just is irritating that this is what it boils down to. get married after a few weeks, or put out and call it. There really isn't a middle ground, but somehow I think that I've found it. I landed myself here in the middle ground of not giving a damn. I've finally gotten to the point where I don't care. It's sad to say, that its my favorite state of mind to be. Its like my personal namaste.
It just is irritating that this is what it boils down to. get married after a few weeks, or put out and call it. There really isn't a middle ground, but somehow I think that I've found it. I landed myself here in the middle ground of not giving a damn. I've finally gotten to the point where I don't care. It's sad to say, that its my favorite state of mind to be. Its like my personal namaste.
If it happens, it happens; if it doesn't, it doesn't. I don't see why people should worry about this shit. Enjoy what you have right now, get out, explore different things, find what makes you happy. Go on a shit load of dates, maybe you'll find someone but don't worry if you don't.
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