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I'm just going to avoid this question because I know I'll get all sad and heart-broken thinking about it.
This is what confuses me, where EXACTLY do the cute, interesting people live if EVERYONE insist that they're "far away." Where are they, Jupiter?
Well, cute, interesting people live everywhere. I'm talking about the cute, interesting people who happen to think that I, too, am cute and interesting.
Why do they always have to be so damned far away?![]()
.......................;I think it's kind of a vicious cycle. You're a hamster. You see the wheel. You want in the worst way to get on that wheel and run like a fucking idiot for all eternity. But then some other asshole hamster comes along (the same one who peed in YOUR corner - which is NOT cool) and knocks your bitch ass off the wheel so that he can get on and run like an idiot for a while. While you're sitting there watching the asshole hamster making a fool out of himself, you think to yourself, "Why the fuck did I ever get on that wheel in the first place?"
Then you watch your over-crowded neighbors eat all their own babies.
Then you curl over to lick yourself. Because you can. And that's gotta feel better than running in that stupid wheel like Mr. Idiot.
The End.

It's not like Mr. Right or even Mr. Good Enough are going to live on your street.
And there might be more than one Mr. Interesting and Mr. Worth Getting to Know not too far from you who you just haven't met yet.
It gets better.
Sometimes you might even meet Mr. Wow only to discover something about yourself and that you're just not Mr. Ready or Mr. If Ever. Then you'll be Mr. Relieved when he's gone and you can get back to being Mr. You again.
I think it's kind of a vicious cycle. You're a hamster. You see the wheel. You want in the worst way to get on that wheel and run like a fucking idiot for all eternity. But then some other asshole hamster comes along (the same one who peed in YOUR corner - which is NOT cool) and knocks your bitch ass off the wheel so that he can get on and run like an idiot for a while. While you're sitting there watching the asshole hamster making a fool out of himself, you think to yourself, "Why the fuck did I ever get on that wheel in the first place?"
Then you watch your over-crowded neighbors eat all their own babies.
Then you curl over to lick yourself. Because you can. And that's gotta feel better than running in that stupid wheel like Mr. Idiot.
The End.
