So – the online dating thing – fuck me is that a minefield of the mentally deficient one handed typist or what?
Now don’t get me wrong, i’ve met some great people online, had a few seriously decent shags, and scored an ongoing fwb sort of arrangement with a man who is an emotional child, but plays a great game of pool, and usually gets me off at least once. But – there’s a serious amount of muppet weeding going on to find the ones worth meeting – let along shagging.
So that’s my dating life. Sad as all fuck – i agree! Over in a fucking paragraph…lol. Ahhhh – i don’t know….i went through a stage of juggling a few and it was just exhausting – and none of them were anything more than distractions. Waiting for someone you actually want to know mentally as well as physically is the fucking hard part in all this.
And you see your friends couple up – and a few of them have good relationships – but most of them are settling – and you fucking swear you’ll never settle – but in the end, do we all settle in some way? We call it ‘compromise’ cause that sounds more adult – but it’s just a pc way to say we gave up some of our wants out of fear of ending up with nothing.
Maybe there’s something in that? Is something – even if it’s not everything – better than nothing when it comes to relationships?
Okay – I should go do some work. Two nights child free in a row which is a rarity. Work now, play later. I feel the urge to bend over the pool table tonight 😉
Later no one.