Sometimes I think I will collapse under the weight of my own guilt if one more lady messages me on OKCupid and brings up my ‘replies very selectively’ red light indicator. I’d honestly love to spend a dedicated lifetime with many of the people I meet through the site, but to live is to choose.
Unfortunately, I can’t just peel off another clone to bathe you in the limelight of my attention. Apparently, I can’t even muster a single sentence most of the time.
why does it seem that short people always get their own seat on the bus to NYC?