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Death Note Makes No Sense
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Tonight I was supposed to meet a girl I've been friends with for about three weeks now for what was clearly intended to be a romantic date. It was going to be at this vegan restaurant overlooking the ocean. We were going to meet there. I got there thirty minutes early because I always go everywhere early, she had confirmed she'd be there the night before when we talked on the phone. Literally five minutes before the time we were supposed to meet she sent a text saying she couldn't make it because she was too tired from work.
I didn't respond to her message. I'm not going to. I ended up eating there alone and reading the book I was already reading while waiting, The Stranger by Albert Camus. It's my third time reading it, always enjoyable. The food was really good, I got Fettuccine Alfredo and a fresh loaf of sourdough bread. The cheese was made out of cashews I think, it was delicious. Still, I left feeling completely empty.
Why are women such horrible cunts? I realize she probably never intended on going, this isn't the first time something like this has happened to me. Why do I always delude myself into thinking that this time it will be different? If I was good looking this would never happen to me, being ugly is a fucking curse. My personality makes no difference at all, it actually makes it worse, because I'm naturally nice to everyone, girls do this bullshit where they don't want to appear to be the bitch, so they make plans with me then pretend to be busy at the last minute.
I didn't respond to her message. I'm not going to. I ended up eating there alone and reading the book I was already reading while waiting, The Stranger by Albert Camus. It's my third time reading it, always enjoyable. The food was really good, I got Fettuccine Alfredo and a fresh loaf of sourdough bread. The cheese was made out of cashews I think, it was delicious. Still, I left feeling completely empty.
Why are women such horrible cunts? I realize she probably never intended on going, this isn't the first time something like this has happened to me. Why do I always delude myself into thinking that this time it will be different? If I was good looking this would never happen to me, being ugly is a fucking curse. My personality makes no difference at all, it actually makes it worse, because I'm naturally nice to everyone, girls do this bullshit where they don't want to appear to be the bitch, so they make plans with me then pretend to be busy at the last minute.