I am so fucking sick of the dating apps. Every guy I match with just wants to send a dick pic within five minutes or asks if I'm 'really a girl.' Like, no, I'm a fucking alien, you dumbass. I want someone who can hold a conversation for more than two messages, not just a walking erection looking for a warm hole to fuck. I'm tired of faking orgasms just to get it over with. My pussy deserves better than some limp-dick loser who thinks foreplay is asking if I'm wet. Honestly, I'd rather just stay home with my vibrator and a bottle of whiskey. At least my silicone friend doesn't ask stupid questions. But fuck, I miss the feeling of a real cock... just not the attached idiot. Maybe I should just let Rosen find someone for me. At least she has standards. Low ones, but still. Maybe a blindfold would help. Then I wouldn't have to look at their stupid faces while they pound away. Ugh. I need a drink. Or a good hard fuck. Or both. Maybe I'll just go to the bar and see what happens. Worst case, I get free drinks. Best case... well. We'll see.