I, Anonymous (original) (raw)

Do you really want to know why I won’t go out with you? It’s because you’re a fucking bore, and you broadcast it to the world. Read your blog. Day in and day out, you whine about being single. Ho-hum. You whine about being alone. Snore. Your life’s a fucking travesty because you can’t interest anyone in a second date. You come across as shallow, self-absorbed, boring, and bitter. Do you really expect to attract anyone with your perpetual self-pity? You make references to friends, then show how little you think of them by whining yet again that you’re alone and don’t have anyone. (Just so you know, I will never get involved with someone who’s so incapable of being a friend.) The only reason I keep tuning in to your blog is to see who or what you’re blaming for being single this time (it’s certainly never you). Ask yourself the same question I asked myself: Is there anything more pathetic than a 30-something boy who blogs about the ins and outs of dating?

—Anonymous