Sure sex is fun, but unless you have no soul there has to a come a time where simply bashing your genitals together is no longer the amazing and incredible experience it once was.

I'm at the point where I just want someone to hold at night. Someone to share all of my dreams and fears and desires and goals with. Someone to tell my secrets and to take care of me if I get sick.

And I'll never get it. These girls are fucking dead inside. All they care about is excitement and their wet pussies. If you're not providing either of those two things for them, they will drop you like you never even existed.

It's fucking depressing. My grandparents have been together for 52 years and so have most of their friends.

Yet my generation is all doped on drugs, mental illnesses, and need to fuck a new person every week. AND I'M THE WEIRD ONE FOR HATING THIS.

I wanna die.