It’s been a while since I’ve had to go out and start searching for some lovin’, but it seems It’s something I better get used to doing if I want any. It’s pretty rare for any to come to me, although that’s the only way I’ve experienced any so far in my life. But I have a feeling the next few chapters in my life are going to be a tad more, interesting and challenging to say the least. I do think I’ll have to put myself out there more, and use all these self appreciation methods I’ve learned over the course of a few months to help myself be more of an attractive target. Experience tells me success will be virtually impossible, seeing as I don’t really have any more sources to go to. My school? Well, my school is a piteous case in terms of dating and trying anything there would just be foolish. The internet you say? Chances of scoring as luckily (in terms of location and general personality, not in the long run) as I did with my ex, not likely.
I mean, most of the girls on Espinthebottle are either Emo (I hate emos, for your information) or trash from Long Island or something. Not really my gig you see. There’s always Facebook but I don’t think any of the girls I’ve added or have added me would want anything to do with me, especially the ones that know my ex (which is most of them.) It’s a very unfortunate predicament I’ve been set into. I’m lookin’ for a Manhattan girl, and I ain’t got nowhere to start tryin’ to get one since I’m pretty much in a rock and a hard place now. I do wish something would drop right onto my lap like it did with my ex, but chances are slim to none for that to happen. I’ve tried other Teen dating websites, but they’re all mostly the same case as Espinthebottle. Trash and Emos.
I mean, how hard is it to find a well educated, open minded, caucasian girl from the big city, around my age, that would want to date me? Apparently it’s very hard, and especially if you live where I do. I know I’ll have higher rates of success once I’m living in the city, but that’s just obvious. The more hang out spots, and potential girls to date, the higher the chances of succeeding. But for now, I’m miles away from the city and stuck behind a computer screen hoping for the best. Maybe I oughta just sit back and relax and not worry about the whole thing. Just wait for my time to come.
You know, this whole self love thing is a real toughie, I must say. It’s hard to think you’re not ugly when all you’ve ever known is that fact. It may be easier for some people to love themselves, most notably people who get messages over Facebook and on their phone salivating and sending stupid comments like “omg ur soooo hot” or wanting to hook up with them, to love themselves, because they have…validation All I ever get are crazy girls commenting weird shit on my pictures such as “omg your so hot i wanna lick u” like my ex’s acquaintance, Niki, who in my honest opinion, doesn’t know or mean three quarters of anything she says, period. I don’t get any validation on my looks, or anything truthful at that.
All I’ve ever heard was “You’re not ugly!” From my ex, and this is the same person who said “I love you” an hour before breaking up with me. So ya think I’m in a difficult position in deciding what’s true and what’s false? Well, I would give up trying to find a date if I were a lesser man but there’s a throbbing sensation in me that just needs to get out and do something with someone I can love and hold, over the weekends. Call me co-dependent. I don’t give a flying fuck. That’s me. Maybe the next person I date will get to know me a little better and make a judgement before seven months have gone by, so as I won’t have put so much faith in them. Or as the old saying goes, “Placed all my eggs into one basket.” How true that is, I guess you can’t argue with wisdom, huh?