I just got out of a two year relationship with a girl who was super needy and unstable. It got to the point where every time I walked in the door she "wanted to talk" about something or other. The topics would range from how my day was to endless questions about what I wanted from the store. It also got to the point where she was butting into all my business, asking me questions about what my mother called to talk about or trying to pry into my schedule so she could schedule a dinner together or a night out with friends. I couldn't take it anymore, I felt constantly interrogated and claustrophobic. I don't honestly feel like two people have to talk all of the time to maintain a relationship. I get, you know, asking the other person if they want to have sex, but I don't get that person saying "no". Why would they? Would that be because you are a bad lover or do you think maybe that person is seeing someone else on the side? Do you think if they said sex wasn't the reason they were leaving that they could be lying because really what else could it have been? Message me if you have some advice because I'm really hurting inside and trying to cover it up with porn and corn dogs.
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Suh!? Muh name is DIamond and I'm looking for a savage (not salty) kinda dude I can troll along wit. I'm like YOLO AF. My fave PT shit is like texting my BFF's and mastering my duck lip selfies, showin' mad respeck to anybody that talks about "the universe" even tho I don't get what in the hellz their sayin' and chillin' to some FKJ (Funky Kiwi Juice). I'm the kinda chick that will take selfies for hours and when you ask if I'm going to finish watching the theater play proclaim loudly as to turn heads "I'm having a moment!" in a tone that implies you have just completely wrecked my world. JSYK, I'm fully prep'd to change my fB status to "It's complicated". I have a silver grey balayage with a underlying black hombre and dermal piercings all down my neck. People tell me I look like an espresso machine. Hoping to find my fleek guy that is selfie-less and likes to like all my likes!
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Did you used to be a bad boy and play the guitar, but now you're a good boy and you play the guitar in a Christian rock band? Did you used to have girls spilling out of your room, but now you're mentally circumcised singing old testament verses and looking for the one woman who can grab your attention and keep you under lock and key? Oh, what did you say? You think I'm like no one you've ever met? Wow, I've always deep down known I was special, but you've slept with so many women and you're choosing me so now I know I'm somethin'! I can't wait to point at you from the front row to visitors and say "That's my boyfriend shredding about God."
Oooops, sorry, I kinda went on a tangent there. That's weird that I could almost imagine your voice in my head. I can see you too. Where you used to have long hair and a tribal tattoo, you now have a shaved head and a soul patch and that same tribal tattoo. Maybe someday you'll get my name tattooed in Chinese on your right back and when people ask you what it means you'll tell them it's Chinese for "Ankle Cuff". Are you crazy about God and looking for a good girl to explain why you can't get erections on your anti-depressants to? I'm crazy enough to think you're God which goes hand in hand with the narcissistic personality disorder you're covering up with scriptures like a clown ready to jump out of an outhouse! I went on E Harmony and discovered we are compatible on all nine levels!
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Guy here. Let's match desperation: I'm desperate to meet anyone that isn't overweight, but I'm having a real hard time attracting that woman. Tried lots of dating sites, but my picture of me with a birthday sash and a shot glass is attracting all these fugly ladies. I figure if I can find someone that is either in a bad financial spot i.e. losing her home or in an emotionally vulnerable place i.e. right out of divorce or death in the family I can swoop in and she'll lower her standards thinking I'm going to save her. I can play "good guy" really well as long as you don't talk to my ex. I can play "good dad" well as long as you don't talk to my kids. My demands are slim i.e. 110-115 lbs. and vulnerable to believe you just met a great guy. Deleting all the call girls in my phone right now. If you need money I got it just don't look at my bank records. I just want what every other guy wants, a woman that has hands the size of an elf so my dong looks gigantic. It's all about the illusion folks.
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A writer living in Portland, OR looking to meet Chuck Palahniuk. Single mom to 2 boys, sales agent and lawyer-in-training.