Actually dating in sl, is like playing tag in six random playgrounds all connected by one tunnel. Its just a clusterfuck of madness, selfishness, and stupidity. Oh I’m sure there are a few good ones in there somewhere, but unless you in the mood to dig through a haystack looking for a gold needle…well, good fucking luck.
Ooooh, Mr Privacy…..You put all your business out there on Facebook and then you seem surprised when you get called on your shit. You tell one girl she can’t take pictures of you, because it will cause drama. Meanwhile, you’re on Facebook with a girl in your lap one day (not the one you told not to take pictures) and you’ve got another girl taking pictures of you a week later…all the while still telling the ONE girl she can’t take pictures of you. Now, I’m not sure what you’re trying to hide and I don’t care, but seriously….if you’re trying to run around and be some mega player on the down low, you might wanna lose your Facebook account OR I dunno, be aware of who can see what…oh but wait, do you know everyone’s friends? Not at the rate you’re going!
Oh, and you? You don’t want a relationship, but you want demands on a girl’s time. She didn’t answer you fast enough? She didn’t beg and plead for your attention? She actually does something in sl, beside standing around a club 24/7? Get over yourself. This girl has a life and its full of friends and hobbies. Ya know what? You’re right! I don’t have time for you and your needy ass!
*laughs* And you, you crawl out of the woodwork with your sweet words once every other week and think its getting somewhere? No. When you spoke to me several times a week, yeah, it felt like we might be headed somewhere. The only place we’re heading with all your little disappearing acts is….wait, who am I talking about? Oh yeah, that’s right, I forgot about you cuz you dipped out for two weeks without so much as a word.
*rolls her eyes & chuckles* Ooooh, my poor sweet, booty call….you were fun for a while, but when I asked for an actual conversation you suddenly turn mute. Guess your momma parked you in front of porn as a kid and those are the only words you learned. *yawns* Well, hell, they still say em in porn, what do I need you for?
And then there’s this wittle guy, who thinks that cuz we hung out one time, that I owe him an explanation for ANYTHING I do. ROFL. Honey, you just need to go crawl back between your momma’s legs, cuz you ain’t done yet.
Ooooh lookit, its the big bad wolf! You seem to think that coming to a me about a guy I know, who happened to ask someone about you is the least dramatic way to do things? Uhm, no. How about you go directly to the man himself and ask him why he was asking your “EX” questions on my behalf, since you’re so sure it was indeed on my behalf. And ffs, I would hope you’d do the same for your female friends….but wait, do you have any that you haven’t tried to fuck already? Cuz the only one I know sure seems set on getting rid of you. I know I’m done. So, take your little happy feet on down the road.
These are just a sample of the types of guys I’ve been dealing with since my break up 3 months ago. While he has already moved on to someone else. So much for that break up excuse he handed me. *rolls her eyes* I’m so done with these assholes in SL. Yeah, I’m gonna get lonely, its true. But ya know what? I’ll take my own company over their’s any day. I actually enjoy my own company. I make myself laugh all the time and well, I’ve even argued out loud with myself. So, clearly there’s more than enough madness going on in this lil head of mine that I don’t need anymore, right?