OKStupid
Though I may be the eternal incarnation of the creative energies that give birth to the wonders of both Life and Death, I still find time to flirt with that ever elusive emotion that you Humans call Love. Oh how I search! Oh how I toil and slave to find within myself the equilibrium needed to become a viable source of affection! However, much as I try, I find no respite in the physical realms. Dissuaded with this situation, I have taken to dabbling in your virtual realms, and have taken to "dating sites" to see if my afflictions could be appeased. Lo, I have found no solace. In fact, it seems to me that my alienation has been multiplied thrice by these retched titillators of romance. I am plagued by 98% matches that live in London, a far cry from my humble abode of North Wales. I click on their profiles in rapt horror, dreaming of what could have been if only my social economic state was different. Oh, Universe! Why doth thou seek to punish me with your blasphemous torture???? And, to make it worse than it ever could be, whilst perusing the available dames of my local area find only enemies and vagrants that only a mother could love. It is as if the world is working against me purposely, laughing at me as I then click away in disgust and take comfort in pornography's arms. If only I could reside in a more populated area. If only my workplace could have given me more labor, more time to graft and increase my economic stature. Yet alas, they seek my doom, and tomorrow I attend a hearing regarding my criticisms of my active managers actions in regards to his management. It is a depressing scene my lovely readers. Pathetic on all accounts. Please be gentle with me, and sooth my ego with your dedicated support.











