My mom, bless her heart is the kindest phrase I'll use, is trying very much to get me to go out, make friends, go on a date, get a boyfriend, marry, have kids, preferably within the next 5 years, before she dies. I tell her, in every way I know how, I hate going out, I am okay with the friends I already have if need be, I don't like guys enough to
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