So it's coming up to a month since I ventured out into the world of online dating. And all I can say I'm now in a bit of a love-hate relationship with it. It's literally been the most interesting, exciting yet frustrating experience ever.
Like for example, what photos do you put up so you attract the right crowd? I first had an artsy sort of picture, but nothing too out there. It seemed to be going pretty well, however, the crowd wasn't quote right.
In a desperate attempt to just get more views in general, I changed it for something where I look conventionally hot, if I do say so myself. I mostly got an influx of messages from the opposite kind of men to my ideal potential matches. Then yesterday I put up something where I have some sick looking make up on, just to repel every EssexBwoiiii69 that might be interested.
And if that doesn't get the juices flowing for you mate, I don't think I want to hear from you.
And yes, I am only saying that because I went way out of my comfort zone and messaged about 10 attractive men, whom I'm not even gonna lie, I imagined drinking wine, eating cheese and having very cool intellectual conversations with. And then fucking for hours.
But got no replies.
That's right, I suppose I do deserve a taste of my own medicine once in a while, for turning down every feet-, gym- and veganism-obsessed male out there. But for fuck's sake, there must be at least one or two attractive, intelligent, fairly tall omnivore 24-36 year olds with no kids or open relationships, whom I could go to museums, galleries, gigs, and cool hipster-esque eateries with?
or is that too much to ask for?
The Courteeners - Scratch Your Name Upon My Lips
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