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Ever have one of those “How the fuck am I still single, when this is my competition?!” moments?
Literally every time I read something like this
But then I remember I barely leave my house due to Covid, don’t really like meeting people or going out anyway, and the last relationship I was in we broke up because she held extremely bourgeois values and was an anticommunist. So sometimes the women are just as reactionary as the men, and also I do myself no favors being a crank shut in. So it actually makes complete sense why I’m single.
Personally I think my problem is not replying to texts reliably, women seem to hate that
That’s just when they respond to my first message which is very rarely because I also suck at the opening message, I have no idea what to say most of the time
always a numbers game as much as I wish it weren’t and it doesn’t help that I’m still paranoid about covid (even though I may have just gotten it again without having gone on a single date)
Almost every goddamn day of my life, but I know the answer is that I don’t put myself out there or make an effort to meet new people/potential love interests. I think I would make a good partner for someone, it’s just a matter of actually seeking people out. Just sucks that guys are expected to make the first move most of the time and I’m terrible at gauging someone’s interest in me.
It sure is very nice to be told that the bar is on the floor, when you still haven’t managed to clear it.
Just waiting for that special lady who will see me in my stained hoodie (it has a hole and stretched out sleeve cuffs) and walk all the way to the edge of the room to greet me. She will have just come away from arguing with her slightly-less-politically coherent friends and will see that I am reading a book.
“I’m sorry, is that Grapes of Wrath?” she will ask me.
I will say that yes, it is, but I’m only reading it as a change of pace from my usual material. When she asks me what my usual is, I will lean in, and say softly, “animal facts.”