Farewell, Professor McGonagall.

Farewell, Professor McGonagall.

Lol, thanks, friend. Next time, I'm going to just stfu.

I feel so stupid but I trust people way to easily.

Online dating is a level of Hell...I am sure of it. I try to tell myself to keep going, but every conversation makes me want to rip my face off 90% of the time.

The only thing I can say is girls do seem to have more "options"... they are just kinda like, not good at conversing. 🤷🏼‍♀️

Quite a few dudes tell me they get a lot of Only Fans and people offering their Cash Apps. (Realness, though... some of these convos are so bad I feel like I deserve to drop the Cash App, too). 💰

I have spoken to 29 men in the last week and a half of September. I dont know if that's a lot or what. (It's as many as I have let "match" with me and message me). It certainly feels like a lot, and I am exhausted, honestly. I'm trying to hold out for the end of September because my Neurospice likes that completion.

I enjoyed talking to one and had put my attention specifically and exclusively there for the first half of the month. That didn't pan out and gave me an emotional scratch.

But at least something worth a private girl journaling. (I accidentally liked that one for a minute, and let it almost trip my little feelings up. I was just trying to have some spooky season fun... not learn a damn lesson. 😅 🙃 🤷🏼‍♀️)

But back to what really irritates me. Why do people message you and then act like YOU need to keep the conversation going, though? They messaged you!

Like, please, Sirs, say something of substance or gtfo of my phone.

Here's a couple of my favorite unmatched profiles from the week. I am not an artist, but I try. I like how they are basically different sides of the same coin.