I am a pessimistic beast. I’m the cat who always lands on his feet, but wonders “what if this time I don’t” on his way down. And, believe me, I know how fucked up that is, but I can’t stop doing it. I think it’s a defense mechanism against disappointment. If I get too excited…
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How can you explain to your new romantic interest that you are broken inside? I mean, what’s the best way to say it so she doesn’t freak the fuck out and dump your sorry ass in the blink of an eye? If you have a tip, please let me know now, because I don’t have…
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“I know this is not the best moment to discuss this,” I say, as we both lay naked in my bed. “But, is it safe to say we are… ‘seeing’ each other?” “Yes, I think so,” she says, her light blue eyes gazing into mine. “So, for example, when I go to the office tomorrow…
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How lucky can a man be? She doesn’t seem to care about my receding hairline, my unflattering beer belly, my ugly toes, my bad breath, my constant anxiety, my insomnia and my insecurity, nor the fact that I’m 13 years older and 4 inches shorter than her. I mean, fuck. Lucky me! For the last…
Read moreDo you ever feel like you can die a thousand times over live a billion different lives press the “Reset” button of your very Existence and none of that will ever remove her face from the depths of your mind those feelings from each and every single invisible atom of your soul? I do.
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