"Could it be that I'm really holding out to find THAT posting for me from some hot guy with whom I may have failed to make a connection? Screw hot--at this point in my insatiable scrolling, a posting from any man, woman, animal and/or vegetable will simply do!"
I've lately been finding myself browsing obsessively through entries under Missed Connections on craigslist.com and I'm addicted.
Why? Not really sure.
Some are hilarious and if not down right pathetic, I agree. But those that were written out of sheer sincerity and optimism are worth reading and sighing about (provided these sons of bitches actually put a little effort into using punctuations).
Perhaps it is my masochistic need to expose myself to situations where I feel envious about a potential connection thats meant for someone else because god knows Frisky dont got game.
Or here's an even more tragic possibility:
Could it be that I'm really holding out to find THAT posting for me from some hot guy with whom I may have failed to make a connection? Screw hot--at this point in my insatiable scrolling, a posting from any man, woman, animal and/or vegetable will simply do!
Then again, I think about it and (most of) you probably share my sentiment give or take the current obsession I'm currently stuck with.
Who--after one smile or one lasting gaze--seriously would not be flattered to have made such a huge impact on a total stranger that he/she has to make a public announcement about wanting to make a connection with you? If that's not the resulting affirmation that legitimizes the hours you waste primping yourself up and the cumulative moments you've stolen a glance at your reflection on every window you pass by, then you are lying to yourself.
My penchant for hopeless romance has struck again. I know. Im such a twat.
