Scared To Touch Grass

I haven’t dated a new woman since 2009. I don’t be hearing good changes about them.

Out of touch with reality. Obsessed with themselves. Nonchalant. Masculine.

Pressing skip won’t help me be the writer I want to be. Like a sponge I seek to absorb what is going on. I know the universe protects me though.

All of these pretty privilege cursed will immediately fold once they see who I will become, but the flaws of this generation will still leak out innocently for me to experience the hell it’s been like dating for you niggas this pretty privilege generation.

Thankfully we got my levels chart to know what we are, so we don’t get too attached.