with the familiar fwb (friends with benefits) that aren't friends at all, and offer n.o.t.h.i.n.g., only take. The internet is fOOl of this bs. Seems, everytime i google, looking for widow blogs, the search engine, unfailingly, generates the same dating slop. Women, especially women who've lived long enough to know better, can be such pathetic idiots. Ugh, nauseating!
Sometimes i am grateful that my financial situation does not allow me to go out - it's called the Lord's hedge of protection against temptation. But i would be a boldfaced liar to deny the flesh that still dwells within me. My unredeemed flesh does NOT want to "socialize" because, frankly, this old hag is one stuck-up bayoch - junior-high cheerleaders, call yer office!
The red pills would call it just another "post-wall entitled" b!tch. You got that right! Ew, the very idea of dating...worse than repeatedly interviewing for the same sort of crappy jobs. At least burning up the precious gas in your tank to travel miles to wash dishes or scrub smelly toilets is something you do fully dressed.
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