hmm.
Dear Julia,
Just get loaded and fall all over the first person with a penis you see. Straight or gay, doesnt matter anymore. Now, they may not call you ever again, and there is that issue of remembering their name, but all is fair in the game of drunk and whore. It’s worked for me, and dag nabit, it’ll work for you.
Regards,
AntiKris
I think I am physically unable to ask men out anymore.
I tried typing a totally noncommittal “hi” email today to a guy and didn’t get past the first two words (“hi there!”) before I was like, “yeah, this is WAY too demonstrative! back away! back away!”
Oh therapy, how I need thee.
(Does anyone else have this problem?)
