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Warning! Long post ahead.
I am currently drafting this post in my keep notes while in the jeepney going home. I came from the office. The day is tiring, and so are the coming days. My wireless headset is playing Butter by BTS, but for no apparent reason, I am crying. Tears are flowing my cheeks. Good things there is still face mask and I am wearing my eye glasses, they can't see my drama. I thought it would be an ordinary day, but I guess fate is on my side only on these two days - January 23 and April 28 - dates when my kids were born.
I got ghosted thrice. Two of which I unfortunately sent pictures of myself in uncompromising situations and one I really get to meet in flesh. I even gave him my first bj. I guess when they are done getting what they want, the need to still communicate is not necessary. They can call you babe, love, and all sorts of sweet nothings and can block you still in tg, reddit, or any form of messaging platform. I was ghosted in the middle of facilitating a company activity. Shocked and appalled by the fact that our messages in tg are all deleted. But the show must go on. I think I would have won a Best Actress Award for my front.
I am tired. Literally and figuratively tired. I am obliged to provide for the family. My two kids are my responsibility. Their father doesn't care. All the more that I don't care. All I want is to curl up to someone and cry. Have someone who will just be there to listen and be there. But I have no one. I have been a lurker here in reddit. My mistake of posting that i wanted a hookup for it opened the gates of all kinds of lewd innuendos, but like I said, maybe i asked for it. It got me thinking that I maybe deserve the disrespect.
But here I am still posting. I'm still hoping that maybe someone will read this, and maybe, just maybe, this will work out. Thus, I am now spelling out what I wanted.
You :
- Preferably 30 to 44 years old (yes, i prefer those in my age range)
- Please be taller than me I prefer Moreno or fair skinned
- not particular with looks
- Smart, can talk to me about anything Has a sense of humor
- will listen. No judgments. Not prejudiced. If you are the type to degrade single moms and will think you can be an easy one, please dont message.
- someone who prays and believes that there is someone or something far greater than us who loves us unconditionally
- Will accept the fact that I have two kids. That is non-negotiable. Please be a romantic and sweet guy. It has to be natural and not just to get past one's pants
Me - 33 --5ft short or tall, whichever - single parent (technically married, but we have been separated or not living in the same roof since 2019) - curvy, chinita - sweet, thoughtful - Loves books - Loves music - Linkin Park, Fall Out Boy, Boyce Avenue, Lady A, Charlie Puth, taste in music is eclectic depending on my mood - Loves eating. Favorite food is sinigang na pork and adobo. Lucky Me Pancit Canton original! - Loves cuddling, kisses on the forehead, holding hands i guess all the love languages apply to me
P.S. No dick pics, please If you are into lewd things, please dont send dms If you are the type to rush, please skip this
Ciao!
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