Women... Men... Whatever your pleasure...
So I've been talking to a lot of people lately, and realized that the topic everyone pretty much talks about is their lack of companionship, or about their companion... What is it about the companionship of those who fit our sexual orientation that makes us so ape-shit? Its just like having a regular friend (or so I treat it) but you have some extra fun as well... Is it that extra little bit? That drive to reproduce and continue the progression of our race that makes us enjoy their company so goddamn much? This primitive drive, the pursuit of that one "cathartic" euphoric moment... is it really worth nearly as much as we put into it? Well, eventually yes, but what is it about an opposite gender (or same for some of you) that makes us all so nervous to throw ourselves out there to search for the yins of our yangs (or vice versa, obviously)? The majority of companionship I've experienced has been fleeting at best (topping out near 2 months) so I hardly consider myself an expert in the matter, but I can throw in my 2 cents here and there... I often lay awake at night (fuck you insomnia!!!) and wonder about what would happen if I were to ask out certain people... or if I were to somehow begin dating such and such random person. Interesting topic to think about at night, huh? Usually I find a way to catch myself up in details to the point that I bore myself to sleep...
Also, why is it that some people have relationships of like a minimum of 6 months, and then there's people like me who seem to be cursed to 20 day relationships? Perhaps I bore too easily, or I get boring too easily... or some combination.
Anyways, moral of the story, my search continues... This is a really round about way for me to say that I haven't been with someone in about 7 months or so (and then I was only really with them physically for about a day)... Its around time for me to search a little more heartily and with more intent...
P.S. to any of you ladies out there who may be reading this (whomever it may be, and I don't expect that to be many) give the fucking nice guy a goddamn chance. They're one in a million, get to them before the become cynical sarcastic bastards. No one likes a smart ass... well, not for long at least... maybe that's the problem...
Also, why is it that some people have relationships of like a minimum of 6 months, and then there's people like me who seem to be cursed to 20 day relationships? Perhaps I bore too easily, or I get boring too easily... or some combination.
Anyways, moral of the story, my search continues... This is a really round about way for me to say that I haven't been with someone in about 7 months or so (and then I was only really with them physically for about a day)... Its around time for me to search a little more heartily and with more intent...
P.S. to any of you ladies out there who may be reading this (whomever it may be, and I don't expect that to be many) give the fucking nice guy a goddamn chance. They're one in a million, get to them before the become cynical sarcastic bastards. No one likes a smart ass... well, not for long at least... maybe that's the problem...