Me: Single, successful, professional woman looking for a good time with like-minded, able-bodied friends, potential friends, and potential partners.
Instead, I get FLAKES. Seattle is full of pretentious and clique-y people, it’s not even funny! Take that venti cup of Starbucks tripple-shot, non-fat, no-whip, extra-skinny chi-tea latte and shove it up your ass. Take that book of yours and shove that up your ass too, while you’re at it. I’m not trying to find texting buddies to have long, drawn-out meaningless conversations. I thought relationships of any sort go both ways? I live south, and you (and the rest of the world) live up north. You can’t make it down south because it’s too damn far? Fuck you! I refuse to put forth all the effort in trying to make it work to make it convenient for you, you, and the rest of you. It’s no wonder why God tucked Seattle away in the corner…people here are just too screwed up!
Her mourning coffee 