Go Ahead And Look Back

I was just watching this random tv show and a couple characters kissed on it. I watch tv and movies all the time. I see kisses all the time. But for some reason, this kiss just made me realize that if I truly am asexual, and I think I am despite that being a very […]

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Dr. Nolove or: How I Learned to Stop Looking for Love or Anything Like It: Part 18: REI Is Alright With Her

Preamble: this is a dating advice series from a formerly long-suffering comrade in the struggle. I’m out of the game for life but I’m offering up some hard-earned wisdom for those still grappling. (See bottom of this post for the legend, mission statement, and credentials.) I would say about 97% of the female profiles I have […]

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Dr. Nolove or: How I Learned to Stop Looking for Love or Anything Like It: Part 17: Friday (at 9:11 PM) I’m In Love

Preamble: this is a dating advice series from a formerly long-suffering comrade in the struggle. I’m out of the game for life but I’m offering up some hard-earned wisdom for those still grappling. (See bottom of this post for the legend, mission statement, and credentials.) This isn’t going to be an advice entry, I don’t think. […]

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Dr. Nolove or: How I Learned to Stop Looking for Love or Anything Like It: Part 19: Estimated Time of Arrival

Preamble: this is a dating advice series from a formerly long-suffering comrade in the struggle. I’m out of the game for life but I’m offering up some hard-earned wisdom for those still grappling. (See bottom of this post for the legend, mission statement, and credentials.) “The trouble with being punctual is that nobody’s there to appreciate […]

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Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

8/27/2008 Joyful. Scotland. All but my eyes matter. Art degree. Recently escaped physical Hell. Happiest I had ever been. 8/27/2009 Confused. Still Scotland. They still matter. It was a year of leisure, little learning, and something like love. The mundane was charging and I had no sword. 8/27/2010 Grinding. The District. Their eyes still are […]

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