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What is wrong with the world?
What did I expect from tinder / online dating?
I found love. I found whores.
The love I found got scared and is being distant but ever so in touch.
Damn it.
I occupy my time not bothering her treating another half dozen women poorly... they love it.
GOD DAMN IT.
Helen of Troy never called or text back.
We even saw each other again the other day.
I asked about the text I sent, she said she didn't receive it.
I coyfully ask if I should stop or try again, she playfully made it seem like I should try again. I did.
Still no reply... Whatever.
The snaps the nurse sends though, Christ. They look like an airbrushed porn star.
She is totally doing to me what I did to the one I long for. Coming on too strong. Too ready for a relationship and letting me know too soon.
She wants to see me after her shift but I have a date with someone new tonight so I had to say no. Unless she gets off at 8 and can make it by before I leave. Which is totally the kind of shit I do. That reminds me, I need to shave.
I always try to schedule dates for Tues-Thurs because I keep my weekends open for friends or in case I can get the one I want back in my life.
The one tonight though, she pigeon-holed herself into Friday night at around 10 for drinks. I'm certain she wants to see the place and will likely receive a tour.
Which leads me to another thing I don't know how / whether to complain about.
I have a cool flat, built in 1926. Minimal modern furniture. Arched doorways, wood floors, stone tile fireplace with built-in bookshelves, breakfast nook, basement, thick wood door jambs. It's pretty dope. The bedroom and bathroom are upstairs with a secret area I show people.
Anyway, there is always a tour of the place.
Depending on whether they arrive to the front or back door, we work our way through the main floor discussing the music studio and my work area then onto the basement with all the street art / supplies.
More often than not, this tour then goes upstairs, showing them the bathroom with subway style hex tile perimeter lined in blue. (One of my favorite rooms to be honest.)
Then into the bedroom. Massive tree occupying the corner. Double windows on three walls with the bed in the middle of the windowless wall facing out. Everyone loves this view.
I still love this view. I happily wake up with or before the sun each morning.
I completely skip over all of this to show the secret space in the closet which is creepy and scary. :D
Then somehow one of us says something and we're in the bed.
This "tour" has over a 100% success rate. Literally.
I have given it, nixing the upstairs completely, only to be reminded I forgot to show the bedroom, we go up there, well, whatever.
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This is all happening 10-15 years too late though.
At the end of the day, I wish I could control my emotions like a rational stable adult.
I don't care about these other women I date. They are a distraction from the woman I fell for. It is a waste of my time and money.
It does nothing to foster the relationship I wish to nurture.
The fucked up part? I am certain she is not into me.
I should be writing emails to letterpress houses regarding prints and catching up with the museums about the art show I want to present, not telling you about my tangled emotional state.
I'm going to do that.
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Is it true crabs can jump 10 feet?
Fuck you, Candy.
- are we the same person? I mean i felt like i was reading my life in a short story. Jesus it is so spot on. My place was built in 1929 though.capn_ron
- pics or none of this happened..autoflavour
- You might just need to relax a little bit?garbage
- ^ yep... and stop trying so hard. they find you generally :)fadein11
- Tldr...
Just want you to know that...pango - ^ lolfadein11