I'm not desperate for a boyfriend.
As much as I love my rom-coms and chick lit, and as much as I enjoy my fairy tale endings, I'm not desperate for my own. I'm pretty content with my life the way it is.
But, every now and then, I revive my online dating profiles. I start looking to see what men might be interesting to talk to. That's all. Just talk to. I have a firm belief that friendship comes first, and I feel like I'd have to be comfortable with someone before any sort of relationship started.
And that's why online dating is not for me. It used to be a great tool to talk with someone and get to know them before actually meeting them, but now more and more people hide behind a computer screen. Without having to see reactions, they feel like they can say whatever they'd like. Unfortunately, for me, that usually results in the following:
"I'd like to see those giant titties up close in my face."
"I can taste you now."
"I'm in bed, wanna join?"
And, mind you, these are all the first bits of conversation from these, well, pigs.
Maybe I do read too many novels, watch too many rom-coms, have too much self-respect than to hop in bed with the first guy who offers his, just because I might be feeling lonely one night. I guess I'm too old-fashioned for current times.
But, I'd rather be old-fashioned, on my own with my fictional stories of romance and courtship than face another thousand messages objectifying my assets. The real world is just far too insane.
