My dirty little secret, which I only share with you guys, my special, very attractive, incredibly smart and insanely witty Tumblr people whom I trust not to tell anyone else?
There was no date tonight.
I haven’t been on a date in months.
This is also where I insert “le ginormous emo sigh” and come to grips with dying alone.
And I begin to overcome my dreadful allergy to cats so I’ll have some form of companionship in my last days.
I’m going to need a minute here, I think.
Tagged: dating single life