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I'm left watching as everyone else around me seems to have it figured out. With each passing year, it gets harder and harder, lonelier and lonelier. I must be doing something wrong. There must be some fundamental part of me that IS wrong because everyone else is having sex. Animals do it. Most of the population does it. Hell, the kids I used to babysit are closer to having sex than I am at this point. What is it about me that is so unappealing to the opposite sex? Surely, there are plenty of people who are more insecure than me, shyer than me, and weigh more/less than me that are having sex. With each passing year, I stack more and more things on that list of what I must be doing wrong. And it must be me, right? After so many years, I can't tell anymore if my insecurities and uncertainties are a direct result of being a virgin or vice-versa. They're all so tangled I can't tell where one ends and the other begins. But having gone my entire adult life without someone wanting me? Desiring me? Needing me? It's damn near paralyzing some days. Why should it be so difficult for a 32 year old Virgin? Why all the insecurity and frustration of loneliness? I don't lay there at night thinking why can't I get fulfilling sex, a great relationship with him and a marriage / family + future. What's wrong with me?
^ ^ Karen and He are at the stand in the middle of the tent sharing the heat from a couple of candles on it and playing 5 card stud in their gloves with the ends cut off. He hears her mutter F/n ***** and wonders WTF? Karens winning the pots! Is ahead.
^ ^ knows all the added stuff of the threads are removed as a few years pass, is considered old dribble. The typed word remains until one day! Is unsubscribing from old threads due to the info squelched.
^ ^ Lets have a moments silence for those unfortunate living in tents under the overpasses and
freezing temperatures tonight. Merry Christmas all. May next year be a blessing.
^ ^ says his Garbage guy is supposed to pick up his MT Aluminum Cans every other week, so far he hasn't showed up at his place for 5 weeks. Goes out and checks the Plastic dump Waste barrel and sees its split in half. Hmm somethings wrong with this. Goes back inside and Asks Karen ? Karen says, "We need to think of some magical trick to get rid of the Cans!"
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