I think it’s dumb to post dating advice on Facebook. Hoping that the person that you’re fucking will take another look at your credentials and find you worthy. No you’re still lost and desperate.
So still you go on looking for attention, hoping that the wind blows in the person that you don’t mention in your sub-tweets. But no, you’ll just arrange another meeting where your bodies collide with a bit of exercise and then act surprise when it doesn’t get you any closer to the thing you want. Selling sex at a discounted rate. You want to go out on a date, but they can’t relate to the feeling you feel, so you keep acting chill hoping that they’ll feel the same thing you feel. How dare you have feelings for someone you share your body with, this isn’t a gift it’s a sacrifice. Self worth multiplied by the amount of orgasms minus the commitment. Carry the one, because after that first time your body shuddered you thought you felt love. But really you just felt your neurons align with the amount of oxytocin your brain was producing. Much like how men are always doing research about the woman orgasm and they’ve never had one themselves. You’re giving evaluations on something you’ve never truly had. A relationship.