What's Your Guilty Pleasure?

Because I have a bunch. Hehe. ;P

ANYways though. The last few days have been quite uneventful and sad.

I texted Eric to hang, and he was all, "blah blah, maybe Monday at the earliest, blah". I feel like he's just kinda done. "Don't you have any dicks in the 'gould you can have until I'm available?" It's nice to know the guy you're sleeping with and secretly wanna love is TOTALLY fine with you fucking other people and actually encourages it. Douche.

But Larry finally said something to me
He's not a cop!!!!
The best news ever.

But he kept calling me a whore and stuff.
So I politely told him that me calling him "stupid" would never be as bad as what he did to me. To which he said he "felt guilty about" and blah blah fuckin blah. He only cares about himself.
I dont' know why I expected him to actually feel something for me for once.
I don't know why I expected a decent apology.

I didn't get one though.
He just said stuff like, "I hope God gives me what I deserve..."
Wanting me to feel bad for HIM.
Fuck him.
I don't feel bad at all.
And I DO hope God gives him what he deserves.
Asshole.

I got bored and went on that Omegle website again.
I know, I know. haha. Bad choice.
But I met some guy named Corneliu from Romania on there.
Very interesting.
It's cool talking to people who see the world from a different perspective.
I think Americans think too much about themselves.
Like, there, everyone knows at least two different languages, but here, if you don't know english; we just think you should. We're not trying to learn yours. ha.
It's been interesting conversations though.
He's very attractive. ha.
But he's soooo far away.

Why do I always meet hot amazing men online that live at least 100 miles away?

The internet is evil, I swear.

I'm still not desperate enough again though to try another long distant relationship. Nope. Never worth it.

I'll just continue being a walking door mat for the ones that live closer.

Sigh.

I'm done.
Peace.