I agree. Fuck Cupid. I hope a big burly bear rapes him for hours while poor Cupid is out searching for my stupid self in the woods. Then he'd know what's like.
Because seriously, I'm sick of this shit.
I'm tired of games, but I'm *really* tired of no games. I'm tired of being alone. I'm tired of my senior year ruining so much of my life, and I'm tired of being 25 with no prospects for even meeting people. I'm tired of accepting the monastic celibacy because there's no non-celibacy option for me.
And I'm tired of one simple thing.
I'm tired of regrets. I'm tired of second thoughts. I'm tired of knowing the problems. I'm tired of what-ifs. Oh sigh.
Roomie, we need to hang out. I'll even come down to NYC! (Yes, I do mean it.)
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Because seriously, I'm sick of this shit.
I'm tired of games, but I'm *really* tired of no games. I'm tired of being alone. I'm tired of my senior year ruining so much of my life, and I'm tired of being 25 with no prospects for even meeting people. I'm tired of accepting the monastic celibacy because there's no non-celibacy option for me.
And I'm tired of one simple thing.
I'm tired of regrets. I'm tired of second thoughts. I'm tired of knowing the problems. I'm tired of what-ifs. Oh sigh.
Roomie, we need to hang out. I'll even come down to NYC! (Yes, I do mean it.)
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