dating in my 30s

So, I haven't been in a million relationships. Am kinda indifferent on the whole thing. If I see someone who doesn't suck, that's fine, I stay single that's okay too. The more I see of life, the more I see how many functioning and descent people are out there who are also single, who aren't like the retards I raised by who had to have kids out of wedlock as soon as the possibly could have.

The point of this? I can't fucking believe the amount of retarded shit I see and have seen grown adults, some in my age range doing. All of this childish, immature shit, all out of some vague hope of sex or whatever.

Like when I was in college (trashy community college full of 30+ fuckups) there would be these losers who would wait outside of class for their whorey girlfriends with bags from McDonald's or Burger King. Then they'd be eating the shit on the benches in the hallway, and the guys would be staring down anyone walking past.

I could be eating with Rachel McAdams and wouldn't be that possessive and insecure. Two, these women were always fucking ugly inside and out. They'd be in class talking vulgar, gossiping, not behaving in any way that is stable or like someone you'd want to spend any extended amount of time with. And three, a real person you'd want to date is not going to make you pay for everything. That whole "king pays for queen" shit is done only by poor retards. Yeah, the king overdrafts his bank account for a McDonald's coffee. Like, I'm the age these people were at the time, and I'd never do this.

Just really, me being in a shit relationship in general. Nothing but a financial strain, stress, and bullshit. Even when you're in a connectionless relationship with someone who doesn't suck, that becomes like a chore after awhile. And fucking is the biggest deal ever until you do it, then it's just like "that's it?" I don't get why these porn addicts who don't even like the act always have to be in constant contact with someone. I guess it's because these people are too fucking immature to be alone.

Last story. I worked at a restaurant. There was this mousy little bitch coworker. Always complaining. Always drama. She had this shit relationship with a loser ass guy who was pretty much like a dude version of her. He was possessive. Wouldn't let her go places by herself. One night she is on the phone with him, as he's begging her to go with him to pick up pizza from a drive-thru. Grown, twenty something year old man, too insecure to get a pizza by himself. She and him as far as I know are still together, have some unfortunate offspring who (if spoiled and comfortable around the bullshit) will surely grow up to be retarded trash too.

Unless I meet a person who doesn't suck, I'm not going down this path. My peace, stability (knock on wood) and basic liberties are not worth sacrificing for an Arby's Fleshlight.

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anonymous Relationships May 27, 2026 at 12:47 pm 0 0