I don't whinge about this much anymore, but in the back of my mind--quite often--is the fact that I'm quite sick and tired of being alone, anymore. Tired of it.
When I hit on someone, she's either taken or has decided I'm not her type or doesn't even realize I've been hitting on her. One or the other.
On the VERY rare occasions I get hit on, it's
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