Pain Farmers
By Ross e f Lombardi.
- By Ross e f Lombardi.
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Pain Farmers
By Ross e f Lombardi.
- By Ross e f Lombardi.
DATEING 2020 Onwards.
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I'm just gonna dare say it.
Men suck
Women suck
Humanity sucks
Humans suck.
Modern dating, all-round for everyone sucks.
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I used to think,
"No one can want me."
"I have so little."
"Poor skint, no prospect, no future me."
But...
Looking at the absolute filth that is the lack of human enrichment, of the dating pool, for both men and women?!
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I am Now glad I am ugly with no money.
Because being used for your money and looks so calously is horrendous.
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I understand that there should be some initial physical attraction.
And while I do understand financial security matters.
- But We aren't talking basic, stress to make the mortgage payments or rent stress on a relationship, causing a breakup here!
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Nope....
We are talking,
"Use,"
"Or be Used..."
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Both men and women both seem to be negotiating a medieval contract or business merger from the outset.
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There's no, "I want a partner that..." "likes books", "walking", or a certain type of food or music, going on.
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It's all, "I want to bring a little bit less than them so I win" type thinking instead.
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It's advisarial from before a first date.
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It is money and sex being swung around as weapons in a cold war that hasn't broken out yet.
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It's forward planning the divorce before meeting anyone.
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Noteing all the exits before sitting down to eat.
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None of you is thinking of sharing growing old together.
Sharing final sunsets and new moon rises and deep magical sighs while looking into eachothers slowly dimming, yet still sparkling eyes.
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There's no beauty, no peace, no mutual affection and no kindness.
You just do not,
consider eachother as human beings anymore.
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In short.
No one wants to fall In love anymore.
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Fuck!
If anything at all,
You all treat love as a bad thing.
As a silly foolish weakness.
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Seeing all you mercenary attitudes out there.
Your gross behaviours and total disregard for eachother out there.
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The total stinking Anthrax riddled dating cattle market that is the modern dating scene.
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You lot,
All of you .
Men and women both.
You rancid souless apes all deserve eachother.
Enjoy your self appointed, joint created, shared putrid living hell out there.
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You all sicken me.
You all sicken me to my core.
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If you lot are now what the modern human race calls dating?!
Then consider me instead of an ugly skint human male,
- A large potted posioned cactus.
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Spiky, Untouchable and Indifferent to humans and needing very little emotional watering.
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Because I don't want to even be a part of the same genus of species as any one of you, anymore.
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Yet compared to the base dirt clay that you all act as...
I'd Still be more human than you!
.. There is no romantic love for me. This can never be me.... I need to accept this and let this dream die... This 'want' is holding me back. I need to concentrate on trying to make the wider world outside of myself a better place instead, To try and help others. .
... That has to somehow, become enough for me now..
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I feel a little down ..
...so down ...
...I am actually considering doing something epically stupid...
...such as ...
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...turning my various online dating profiles back on.
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I will try to resist the urge... to be this weak and stupid.
...Online dating is brutal.
It would be as good for me, in the same way as eating 10 gallons of ice cream, a large family bucket of fried chicken in one sitting.
- Yes, I'd get a comfort buzz for a very short while
- Then the figurative stomach-ache, and the regret and wasting so much money would then kick in!
- It's a bad idea
- It buys a bit for brief useless temporary hope and then, you have to pay it back with a crap load of negative, feeling crap about yourself in emotional interest later.
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But THAT is how those fucking vultures make their money -
- By taking advantage of moments of weakness like these!
Of lonely people like me.
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