F*ck dating

The other day, I got a message from a dear friend, sort of setting me up.

She sent me a picture of a handsome man and asked if I was interested.

Let me see. . .

Handsome man?

Me?

Why not.

Of course, the second I thought it, my next thought was, “What’s wrong with him?”

Because I’m pretty sure that men I meet either want to:

a.  Cum on my face

b.  Cum in my butt

c.  All of the above.

It’s not like I don’t believe in good guys.

I know a BUNCH of decent fellows.

It’s that I don’t seem to ATTRACT that type of man.

And then I felt sheepish.

Shouldn’t everyone get a chance, without having to bear the burden of those who came before and were indecent?

Of course!

But that’s not what happens, is it?

I’ll keep judging them BEFORE I get to know them (BAD me!) and they’ll keep fulfilling my expectations (let’s face it, the bar is set low, low, low.)

Sigh.

Fuck dating.

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