Brah

I have dated a lot in my 20’s and I’ve met many people. What’s better than people watching... dating. It’s like you’re Steve Irwin and instead of observing from afar you’re now picking up the creature and examining it up close and (is it and or in?) personal. Getting to know it. You think you know a little about it by the studying you’ve done. The case searches that have been had, the creep level you’ve achieved. But you don’t know shit until you’re out there in the wild with them. 

People are fucking weird. That’s an understatement. How they have become the people they are, what’s happened in their lives to make them turn into the creatures they are today? The psychology behind that is scary. And then you’re supposed to pick one. Not even supposed to, you want to. You want one of these creatures to spend your life with, maybe procreate with. And that is fucking scary. And in the world today we have so many options. The dating culture can be perceived as shit. I have my own opinions about what led that downhill. 

I hope to share with you my stories. I have taken away names and will use professions as to keep the identities of these souls private. When I was in my early 20’s I would forget their names and could only remember them by what they did and I had a list in the notes section of my iPhone because I forgot. Sometimes I would have to keep notes as to what we talked about. Because I forgot. This the part where I probably should’ve not talked to as many creatures at once, but you live and you learn. I also learned that you shouldn’t go on three separate dates to the local Asian restaurant in short amounts of time because they will remember you, and they will talk about you.