Perhaps some of us are meant to dwindle on the cloudy side of Loneliness --- not knowing what reciprocity entails. Life ain't much fun when one strays as far away from the Land of Frivolity as one should.
The Internet leaves nothing but slobs, slackers, lechers, stalkers, betrayers, males too shifty to use their real Reddit accounts, and other stories. Nothing works. Nothing will ever work. But should you be another TV junky who recognizes what my post title is without the indecency to look it up, you're welcome to write me. We may have some grave issues to discuss. (Emphasis on the word "grave".)
One decade ago, I would plaster my photos all over those dating sites to get the cliched reactions of cute/pretty/sexy/hot/some other uninspired one-liners people dared to imitate. Now that I am old, fat, dreadfully hideous, I can only give you words. Lines and verses. Muddled befuddled thoughts. Everything uninteresting no one likes to think of.
I wish to talk with a male my age. One whose mean unflinching gaze bewitches mine and mine only.
Oh I am not testing my luck. I am to replay this chronic cycle where everything leads to the absolute vexation of finding no one and everyone becomes unnecessary. And what are you --- are you meant to be the one?
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