One day I will stop being a horrible bitch. But not today.
You know I love to say horrible things to people on dating websites. So here is the latest, my dears.
He writes:
So, based on what little visual & intellectual data you are privy to> regarding me, could I beg, please, the response of a complete and utter rejection, not only please ridicule my asthetic appearance, but also any deeper personal shortcomings you may have inferenced from my half ass rambling here and on the profile page, not only would these things prob. excite the masochistic side of me, but I find i am quite interested in what you will say, or if this nonsensical rambling will even be worthy of response...
I write, after reading his profile:
Okay.
-Guitar? Who doesn't play guitar these days? My grandmother even plays guitar. Or she did, until she found a more interesting instrument to play.
-Bored? Is that really what you want "the one" to know? That you allow yourself to get bored? Because the perfect guy would be endlessly entertained by all of the interesting things he involves himself in from morning til night.
-Enjoying your life, eh? No way. Because I'M just restlessly counting down the days til I die.
-I hate ellipses. They are all too often misused.
-Metal, really? Come on.
-[You should date me if] "You feel like it." You really talked her into that one. She was totally teetering on the edge of "should I or shouldn't I?" and that one definitely pushed her over the edge.
He writes:
So, based on what little visual & intellectual data you are privy to> regarding me, could I beg, please, the response of a complete and utter rejection, not only please ridicule my asthetic appearance, but also any deeper personal shortcomings you may have inferenced from my half ass rambling here and on the profile page, not only would these things prob. excite the masochistic side of me, but I find i am quite interested in what you will say, or if this nonsensical rambling will even be worthy of response...
I write, after reading his profile:
Okay.
-Guitar? Who doesn't play guitar these days? My grandmother even plays guitar. Or she did, until she found a more interesting instrument to play.
-Bored? Is that really what you want "the one" to know? That you allow yourself to get bored? Because the perfect guy would be endlessly entertained by all of the interesting things he involves himself in from morning til night.
-Enjoying your life, eh? No way. Because I'M just restlessly counting down the days til I die.
-I hate ellipses. They are all too often misused.
-Metal, really? Come on.
-[You should date me if] "You feel like it." You really talked her into that one. She was totally teetering on the edge of "should I or shouldn't I?" and that one definitely pushed her over the edge.