Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25975584-20170423062859/@comment-26863727-20170602034327

Back when I still tried after women, I went on a lot of singular dates with various females in between the three actual romantic prospects I had. More on them in a bit. But the one-timers I actually remember all have one thing in common- being especially incompatible with me, as opposed to just deciding that we weren't really for each other. I won't name names for obvious reasons, but among them were the crazy feminist, the Wiccan, the living "dumb blonde" stereotype, and the one who straight up hated me for no apparent reason(seriously, she was a total bitch to me from square one, and I straight up left her at the restaurant when she went to bathroom with money for my food and a note on a napkin telling her to call someone to pick her up).

As for my three actual girlfriends, me and the first decided that romance wasn't the right path for us, and are still close friends. The second turned out to be a kleptomaniac and was also obsessed with me, and not in a good way. The third just stopped contact with me abruptly(yes, I made sure nothing bad had had happened to her).

Moral of my story: Nonplatonic love ain't for everyone.