I'm sad and going to write about it. Cause that's what I do.
I'm seriously about to give up. I've done the "math" and the odds are terrible. So 10% of the population is gay, right? Roughly, anyways. Well, based on my experience about 10% of the gay population are not raging whores. So that means that of the overall population, 1% of them are worth dating. Fantastic. Add into that the fact that I'm apparently too picky plus have fucking godawful retarded gaydar and we come up with Why Dustin Is Alone. I shouldn't have to settle. I want someone that I have common interests with. You CANNOT take a non nerdy person and turn them adequately nerdy. They'll never want to sit down and play a game with you, or watch an anime. They just won't.
People keep telling me to stop looking and I'll find someone. Maybe that works for you straight people cause your dating pool is so GINORMOUS, but unfortunately if I don't actively go out looking for other gay people, I don't find them. Because I will just hang out with Geneva and Ami and Autumn. And apparently the only gay guys I can meet that way are pimps.
You may think I'm whining. I may be. But this is my journal so nobody cares what you think (not that I don't love you, I do, I just temporarily will stop loving you if you disagree with me on this issue.) But I am literally so lonely that it physically hurts. I'm not a creature that is good at being alone. I need that close, intimate companionship. I do not function well without it. At all.
I just don't know what to do. I don't want to stay in Bowling Green after I graduate, but I cannot afford to go anywhere else. I'll be turning 24 in the fall after I graduate, which means I'll almost be 25 before I have a chance to get out of the fucking Bible Belt. I'm trapped and alone and generally miserable, and I don't see that changing anytime within the next two years. Yay for my life. FAIL.