Ever get so hyped to spend a day getting to know someone, just to find out about 10 minutes into it that you can't fucking stand that person?
...This is my life.
We have so much in common... blah blah blah... Women only want whatever they want. Be it love, sex, money, attention, security, fame, or to create a memory. I truly believe the man (or woman) they decide to allow to share in that experience is there to provide it, or supervise.
I'm not trying to cheat on my girlfriend, but I am starting to get why she doesn't really want me around single women... They have an agenda.
It's so cliche to chase the ones that have no rules, no inhibitions, no fear, and no cares in the world. When you get down to it, it feeds the fantasy... But that fantasy is fleeting.
I may come off as a prude, shy, and reserved... Hell, maybe that's who I am now. All I know is i do not adapt myself to social settings well because I am not great at pretending to be someone I'm not. Not anymore. Even though I'm not technically ALONE, I'm quite fine with being alone. I'm also really not into anyone that is a lot like me. I probably wouldn't hang out with me, if I wasn't me.
I CRAVE new information, new experiences. I like putting myself in situations and figuring a way out of them. I like figuring a way into certain situations. I enjoy the thrill of the hunt.
So I digress... There is this person I was considering being friends with, JUST friends. Well... come to find out she has/had a different agenda. Well, she started complaining every other sentence about how I'm spoken for. She missed the point of why I was even looking for new friends in the first place. She turned out to be like so many other stereotypical females I've known. She still sends these texts that hint that she is expecting more. It's to the point I'm considering changing my phone number.
For now it's easy to hit ignore. It's a door that should have never been open, and I understand that's my fault which is for now the reason why I'm being polite.
I've learned my lesson. The friends I've managed to keep over the years are the good ones. I need a few more, but I'll let them find their way into my lives ONLY if they want/deserve it.
...This is my life.
We have so much in common... blah blah blah... Women only want whatever they want. Be it love, sex, money, attention, security, fame, or to create a memory. I truly believe the man (or woman) they decide to allow to share in that experience is there to provide it, or supervise.
I'm not trying to cheat on my girlfriend, but I am starting to get why she doesn't really want me around single women... They have an agenda.
It's so cliche to chase the ones that have no rules, no inhibitions, no fear, and no cares in the world. When you get down to it, it feeds the fantasy... But that fantasy is fleeting.
I may come off as a prude, shy, and reserved... Hell, maybe that's who I am now. All I know is i do not adapt myself to social settings well because I am not great at pretending to be someone I'm not. Not anymore. Even though I'm not technically ALONE, I'm quite fine with being alone. I'm also really not into anyone that is a lot like me. I probably wouldn't hang out with me, if I wasn't me.
I CRAVE new information, new experiences. I like putting myself in situations and figuring a way out of them. I like figuring a way into certain situations. I enjoy the thrill of the hunt.
So I digress... There is this person I was considering being friends with, JUST friends. Well... come to find out she has/had a different agenda. Well, she started complaining every other sentence about how I'm spoken for. She missed the point of why I was even looking for new friends in the first place. She turned out to be like so many other stereotypical females I've known. She still sends these texts that hint that she is expecting more. It's to the point I'm considering changing my phone number.
For now it's easy to hit ignore. It's a door that should have never been open, and I understand that's my fault which is for now the reason why I'm being polite.
I've learned my lesson. The friends I've managed to keep over the years are the good ones. I need a few more, but I'll let them find their way into my lives ONLY if they want/deserve it.