my father, a somewhat acclaimed professor in the social sciences, is the intellectually laziest piece of shit i know. he thinks reading the literature is for chumps. he was just one of those losers who coast all the way through high school, never stopped.

girls have it so easy with the tit-flesh-eating ogre, but neither party is interested in me. *sigh*

one day i'll learn ballroom dancing. i like to fantasize about doing it with friends who seem unfuckable to me, because i can't care about someone if i can't desire them physically.

if she can write a fanfic, she can plan a date