I recently reached out to some crazy bitch… She has problems. Deeply rooted psychiatric problems that they don’t make pills for yet…She’s what we call an intellectual groupie…not too bright, but likes to hang around with smart people so she’ll be associated with intelligence. I put the full story together after talking to two close friends that actually got drunk and E’d out enough to fuck her…
“I looked at your profile and liked what I saw. I am interested in getting to know you. If you are interested please email me.”
The response received 9 minutes later:
Sorry. Not interested. A little word of advice : If you actually want to stand a smidgen of a chance at finding what you’re looking for and/or having any form of intelligent conversation, instead of copy pasting, the same worn out greeting message, actually take the time to READ a person’s profile. Maybe start off with something like : “Hello, my name is ____________. I noticed that you’re into ___________ and __________ on your profile . It happens to be an interest of mine as well. When did you first realize you had an interest in it? What got you into the lifestyle?
Wow…Way to pound a sista’s dick in the dirt. Somebody must have lit the fuse on her tampon this morning.
Abraham Lincoln style…I put this in his calm-down box for a few days to avoid making being overly emotional and coming off as crazy…
Wow… I honestly thought a quick hello could lead to some more polite conversation. You seem to have misjudged me as I have misjudged you.
Perhaps you have not considered that people are more substantial than a list of fetishes can show. I’m probably one of them. You see…. In my short time on this earth I’ve experienced some amazing things and am always looking for people to share them with. – In my reckless youth – when I was 16 – I swore to myself that I’d never leave my home town where I was a thief. I’ve since filled two passports with stamps from all my travels. I bought my first new home at 21. By 25 I broke six figures, had patented dozens of inventions, spoken in front of crowds of at least 5,000. I’ve taken life with my own hands for both my country and for personal gains. I’ve saved hundreds of lives. I’ve created life too – and since, I hold that all living things are beautiful and should be nurtured to their highest state of being they can achieve. I once spent half my lifetime nurturing a romance from that first coy smile all the way to deep powerful soulmelding love. With the same breath I’ve taken beautiful people from wink to bloody carnal depraved sexual escapades so perverse…as to say the written word would only serve to cheapen the memories of such experiences…in mere hours.
My point is buried in there somewhere…something about GROW THE FUCK UP. Your world must be so small. I’m so sorry to have imposed myself on it as it is obvious to me that there will NEVER be any room for anyone else in it. I noticed you’re (unsurprisingly) single. I wasn’t going to respond as I see nothing positive coming forth of the effort.