It's 2014 and I've suddenly discovered I'm the only one of my group of friends left unattached. Going to comedy on my own is getting old so maybe it's time I listen to everyone and grow up. Maybe I'll crack it this year. Maybe I'll just crack up.
Monday, 28 April 2014
It's you. Not me
What do you do what you start to believe you're nobodies idea of attractive. I've started to come to that realisation since joining the world of online dating.
I was always under the (false) impression that when I turned it on, I had game. Thinking you have game is different to thinking you're a stud.
Never have I thought of myself as 'attractive'. Indeed I figured I was average. One girlfriend, unkindly, said to me "You're not the sort of guy a girl would look at twice."
Tuesday, 8 April 2014
A sickness
I pretty much despise what I've become. This year wasn't suppose to be like this. It wasn't supposed to be this hard.
You put some serious effort into dating, you go out with a couple of people a month, you see what happens. So why is it that my dating life is pretty much the same as when I didn't give a shit?
I spend my nights, when I'm at home, constantly refreshing the dating sites I've signed up to.
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