From time to time I relapse into dating.

Its terrible. I can't stop it. But I want to think that I'm getting stronger each time...

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I dated someone on wednesday night (source: Bumble). We both laughed at some jokes.

The next day, we had some good chat through the whole day. At the very end of the day we agreed to have a "picnic" lunch on friday (she works near my workplace)

We both brought things to the picnic, we kissed at the end. It was kind of romantic.

We agreed to see each other next week (she'd be off town for the weekend)...

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A few moments ago (Friday 11 pm) she texts me: (I'm translating her message to english)

"Im going to tell you something that maybe is unnecessary, but I have this issue of not being able to say things that I think I must say. I just went out with a guy from Bumble. It was brief tho. I didn't wanted to go because I've had a good time with you and I'm not interested in meeting new people all the time, but I ended up going because I didn't wanted to fail him because we had scheduled before meeting you. I got bored a lot [in the date] and didn't knew how to tell him that I wanted to leave."

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Man. What a turn off.

Every. single. fucking. time.

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I mean, "AWALT" must be the most accurate definition of this century.

I'm writing this "story" hoping that you, the reader, gets flashbacks of all the times in the past that you have experienced this kind of bummers.

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Women are bummer after bummer.

Its just impossible to love them.