So that means that guys are never good enough to be asked!
:I
Logic!
Yeah, I was once the type that waited until a girl decides to break the social mold that has been cast by society's shallow standards (especially after enough failures of approaching them myself; I approached, but failed (100% of the time; even the ones "below my means" turned me down because I was "a nice person" (No shit. That was their actual excuse; I was turned down because I was a kind person, though not a "nice guy" (big difference))), and in some cases publicized failure (laughed out, loudly, with an audience, including other prospects)), but seeing as it's taking an eternity to happen, and by now dating standards and such will have subsided (where it feels a bit too late for me to give a fuck anymore and accept being celibate and live in peaceful solitude in my own mind), and most of my prospects are married already, have kids, and such... Fuck it.
If by some freak miracle, I DO somehow come across somebody I find appealing (and it IS more than skin-deep; I seek compatibility and companionship more than sex, unlike the rest of the world, or what the media plagues us with in that subject (looking at you Rom-Coms)), I'm gonna take advantage of the opportunity when it comes (I, like many others, prefer to not die alone). I've already had my fun of being the one to disappoint one approaching me (for less than noble reasons) for once. How? Standard social protocol, small talk, she asked if I lived nearby, I pointed to a monolith of a house right nearby that looked like I made serious income, and told her that my house is the one behind it (by which, I was actually telling the truth, and inviting her to visit while at it, if she was interested. Needless to say...). Her reaction went from bright and living the fantasy to the biggest disappointment ever. Picking up on those signs immediately, I felt satisfied and without regret turning her down afterwards and/or not chasing/approaching again, since my paranoia of such a girl (she was pretty, not denying it; however, she was, as others would point out, "out of my league") was blaring like a microphone feedback through a megaphone (AKA- My gold-digger alert). All turn-downs and such being a given sign to me, I naturally have trust issues, especially where dating is concerned. In summary, I am a solitary being. Greater insult, I feel like I am supposed to have a large family of my own later in my life, and am hit with the right genes to accomplish the task, but the absolute worst odds and circumstances to pull it off (being near-30 is not helping one bit; especially with 0-experience dating, and 0-success overall. I don't even get to enjoy dating this late into the game; I need a reset button or a savestate and maybe a way to hack reality, or cheat at life sans retribution/consequence.). On the plus side, if I ever become a 40-year-old-virgin, at least it's because society rejected me, not because I was bad at life or living. So to speak, if Heaven exists, I have some files I'd like God to process and make up for it. My refund in the afterlife better be worth it.
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