I don't miss dating. For the most part, I vastly prefer the pleasures of living a self-absorbed life a lot more than trying to deal with romance and love. I'm obsessed with myself, and dating is mostly distractions and caring about other people. I don't miss sex. I don't miss anniversaries or parties or dances. I don't miss presents or kisses or the touch of another human.
Sometimes, I do miss You.
I have a female friend who occasionally sends me pictures of her, with doodles of penises in her hand. I never know what to think of those pics. I feel like if I sent people pictures of Me fingering doodle vaginas, that would be creepy.
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