I just got home from the worst date I’ve ever been on. The guy was a weird jerk the entire time, told me he believed The Secret was real (what the fuck???), and then at the end of the night told me he thought I was a lesbian for the first few months I knew him. All this after he literally stalked me before he had the guts to ask me out. What the fuck? I’m so pissed off.
Yeah. It was one of those nights for me too. Sometimes I wish I could just turn off my brain and be one of the normal people who orders their fun off the happy hour menu.
I’m so fucking tired of smiling and nodding.