Pet peeves.

Uh. Molly...Jesus. You're not being very easy on me here.

I'm too lazy for this gallery thing, and frankly, when I put the thing up, I never thought I'd be so involved with this forum as I now am.

I guess I'll change it at some point, just not much of a priority to have women say I'm hot ONLINE.

Especially since women who think I'm hot in real life generally chicken out and pretend otherwise.

Anyway, let me stop being resentful. The thing about waiting for women to pick me up is simple: or maybe not so much so: I WANT TO FEEL DESIRED.

Call me conceited if you want, but I could probably pick up some moderately cute girl on any given Friday night, but I'm shooting for more.

 

my pet peeve: the bitches at my work. you know who you are.

 

lol You depress me. I mean can't you take a compliment without dissecting it?

Tommyboy

 

my pet peeve: sunburns. Fack you!
anyone telling me what to do
cost of tuition
needing a massage and not getting one! geeze!

 

LOL!

I can see what you're saying, actually....lol.

I'm depressed so, forgive me for spreading my bad humor. I'm open to learning.

 

That's cool. It's fine to be analytical, but don't take life too seriously, or it will take you too seriously.

 

Analysis is resentment...ah, fuck it.

 

You ever read Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance?

 

Wow. I didn't know that had it online.

I dibbled with it, but now I'm going to have to read it. In your honor. Seriously.