I went to Comic Con by myself this last weekend.
It was a lot of fun, but also a little sad that I went by myself.
My "best friend" totally bailed on me. Shitty.
I met some new friends while I was there. They aren't real friends though. I don't even remember their names. But we did have some good conversations about Star Trek and Harry Potter.
I tried to seduce a beautiful woman dressed like Black Canary (google it).
I thought she was going for it.
We hung out at a bar for hours.
I rubbed her feet.
She rubbed my leg.
But then she just left. Just got up and walked out the door without any explanation.
She didn't want to talk to me the next day.
Rejection.
I'm used to it.
I don't fear it, but I am tired of it.
It makes want to stop trying.
Who needs a friend, when they will only bail on you?
Why approach women? It only leaves me feeling foolish.
I want to maintain my humanity, but the hope for relationships and the inevitable rejection that comes from such hopes strips my humanity away.
I will be my own friend and lover. I will carry my own inside jokes. I will keep myself company as I wait in line to see Adam West.
I will be my friend.
Fuck everyone else.
9:43 a.m. - 2014-06-17
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