If he wins, we’re not going quietly either.

You think the Oompa Loompa is gonna lose quietly?

Oh no, friend, that’s when shit gets real.

“oh no, the vegans are leaving!” said no-one ever

Don’t care + touch grass, don’t eat it. Bye 😘

no no, you misunderstand, vegans/vegetarians usually aren’t doing it to be healthy, they’re doing it to feel morally superior.

What you mean to mock them with is “yeah cartels are wholesome, sex and drug trafficking is good for the soul 🤗”

I’m still in the process of letting mine die (hope is a stubborn thing), but sometimes you need to accept your lot in life. Not everyone gets to do everything they want to.

now, I just don’t know what else to dream for instead. As it is, I’m just existing and waiting to die.

it’s nice to see I’ve never had an original thought in my life

Friendly reminder that nobody asked you for your opinion on others choices, and it’s a shit one.

On the one hand, yeah, this is a horrible thing to say to someone

On the other, if anyone ever reminded you of Stephen from Django Unchained… This guy’s a pretty good candidate.

The homing briefcase will forever be one of my favorite if not my absolute favorite bugs. Especially as it was later embraced as a feature.

Now for some reason I really want to see “Pink Floyd / The Wall” edited into the Walmart font.

no, this is patrick

that was the giveaway, huh? Not… you know, everything else that’s come out of his mouth?

What people answering you don’t understand is the difference between fighting for love and fighting for the CHANCE for love. This is like the difference between struggling to win at a slot machine and struggling to get in the casino. Then people try to convince you that there’s a system to it. Please, as if we don’t know the rules - shower, groom yourself, be assertive but not pushy, read the room, show interest in their interests but don’t interrogate, complement their efforts, be charming and make them laugh. We can follow all this to the tee but all we ever hear is “Yes, but not you”. And don’t get me started at the cowardism. There’s never constructive criticism, at best there’s a " no" at worst there’s a lie.

this.

I’d not be so resigned if I’d had some genuine interest turn up at some point. But the only person I’ve ever gotten a second date from (and a brief relationship for a few months), later told me he meant and felt nothing of what he said he did, over text, on Christmas morning 2020. Even he couldn’t articulate why, he just didn’t feel anything for me despite everything I’d done up to that point to be up to par for him. Everyone else disappears like a fart in the wind well before a second date.

I know love is not all sunshine and roses, and work and effort is involved, but I suppose not everyone who wants to work can find a job, either, as my recent job hunt has illustrated. Only problem is, Walmart and McDonalds accept everyone, and the consequences for working at either are a lot less than the consequences of dating someone who will “accept anyone”.

I am reminded of the quote by Stephen Gould, “I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops.”

likewise, there will be plenty of people who live and die alone who are just as good a partner as anyone else can hope for, but who just don’t get lucky. Me, I’ve had my relationship woes, depression, cancer, losing my job and having my career derailed recently because of cancer, all kinds of fun hints that I am just not lucky and not meant for the things I want out of life. And I guess I just have to learn to be okay with that.

Probably too damaged to be good enough for anyone decent, now, anyways. And definitely too damaged to open up to anyone in any meaningful capacity, in any reasonable span of time – most partners expect you to let them in and lean on them in turn, and I’ve learned by now not to let anyone in.

You can’t create a false, bullshit narrative, and then expect everyone to accept your “truth” […]

and that’s where I’m done reading, it’s quite clear you’re just here to shit-stir and I don’t have time for trolls. Bye!

Ah, yes, “your attitude now is bad so clearly your attitude was always bad and that’s why you’re alone”. Naw, I used to have a better attitude, as I said in my original comment, and having a good attitude didn’t help one bit (which was the point of my original comment). And trying to pretend it does, doesn’t help anyone – I could have the sunniest disposition in the world, but that doesn’t change shit about the world around me – being an optimist doesn’t help you if, say, the house is on fire. And the world around me wants very little to do with me romantically, and pretty much always has. I can either accept that, or I can live in denial of it, but neither changes it.

Good for you, I’m glad you have better luck than I do.

You seem to think that because I’m not willing to put in effort anymore, that means I never did. Allow me to correct you. I spent long enough putting in extraordinary amounts of effort for a very long time and merely got shit on in return, but I’m glad it worked out better for you, really I am. But in so many words, I’m the one who gets to decide when I’ve had enough heartbreak, not you.

I never said everything is outside your control, don’t put words in my mouth. There are some things you can change, and some things you can’t. And after spending long enough trying different things and taking stock of what I’ve tried in the dating game, and not a single human being has ever had any genuine interest in me, as I approach my 30s – I have come to this conclusion not through flip “woe is me” bullshit over a night of binge drinking, this is years of depression and deep thought on it. I accept the reality that is presented to me, and the reality is that whatever drives others away is simply not something I can change, and my best going theory is I’m just an annoying fucking spastic who can’t see through bullshit. That’s not to say I know that for certain, just that I’ve tried changing up everything that I can (and am willing to) change to attract another person – from small things to large – and it’s never helped, and I’ve tried for long enough.

Some of us just aren’t meant to have certain things in life.

Oh, believe me, I spent long enough being upset about the lack of human connection I have. It was a bitter pill for me to swallow. Now I’m mostly just numb to it – but selling someone on a fairy tale ending “if they just believe in themselves!” that may not happen is just cruel.

It is what it is.