I'm 29 so the clock is ticking. I feel like if I don't find somebody soon it'll be trouble. Pretty much all the stable ones have settled down, so now it's just a sea of single moms left who are desperate to find a guy to help raise their kid.
>eharmony year long subscription
Complete scam, don't buy it.
>tinder
Doesn't exactly work in this country.
Frogs and Feels Tavern
Well, I'm only 19, so basically a total zoomer faggot, but the thing is I barely enjoy doing anything. Feels kinda like I'm just drifting through life right now even though I could be having so much fun. Of course, I'm not totally lacking in perspective, billions of people in the past and today would kill to be in my position. Any "issues" I think I have are just gay whining. Still, the feeling of pointlessness is inescapable every day.
I know many fellas out there think it's not the best idea, but... you can always go your own way.
Keep your money, have some hobbies, maybe a dog, and you're fine.
Who cares what other people do? Being 29 for a man is not old at all. You still got time. Remember those hot chicks from high school? They had 20+ years old boyfriends. When they get 20+, they'll have 30+ and even older partners.
Alone or not, just cowboy up, and everything's gonna be all right.
You know the old sayin': "No man is an island." Here's how I see things: everyone's an island. We're all the same, trust me. No one has a damn idea what's going on.
There is no clear path before us, and that's why you gotta make your own way. Try out something new, be bold. Do something you always wanted to do, even if it seems pointless or silly. Maybe you're just too serious, hm?
Wanting to have fun often leads to depression, because enjoying things is not rational or logical at all.
Also, if I may ask: do you exercise? I'm not a very healthy type guy myself, but I know that "a healthy soul in a healthy body" is true. Go out, run for a few minutes or so, and that should clear your head.
Bar is too doomer. May I recommend a change of music to this youtu.be
Also, the same old unemployed life is going to would really appreciate some bottom shelf Vodka cut with equal ice cold water. Popov if you want a specific answer
The legal age of drinking in my country is 21 because post-soviet, so I'm legally obliged to take a water.
So I finally confessed to this girl that I had fallen in love with. We chatted before a lot and I even took her on a date once. I knew the answer beforehand but I still did it. When I did confess, she laughed at me and called me a liar. Told me I didn't love her. I told her I always think about her but she was having none of it. This happened two weeks ago and it still hurts like hell. I don't feel sad, though, just really irritated.
Mind changing the theme, barkeep?
I exercise multiple times per week, sleep plenty and eat a diet with plenty of variance. Still feel pretty drained for most of the day and don't feel like doing anything. I guess having friends to hang out with would help. Lately I've been more open to the possibility that I might be lonely and that a lack of socialization and relationships might be my biggest problem, but making friends is so hard. I don't think I fear rejection on their part, but rather I fear I won't find these potential friends interesting and then I'll have to dump them lest I be forced to hang out with people I don't even like. I find it hard to believe relationships are even worth all the trouble. Even now I feel bad for opening up.
>Bar is too doomer. May I recommend a change of music to this
Why not? The jukebox is all yours.
>Also, the same old unemployed life is going to would really appreciate some bottom shelf Vodka cut with equal ice cold water. Popov if you want a specific answer
You got it.
Anyway - how's it goin, hoss? Any good stories?
Its going exactly as it was going 6 months ago. Cycle + Run + Shitpost all day.
Starting to get sexually attracted to cheetahs now so that's a new one
>The legal age of drinking in my country is 21 because post-soviet, so I'm legally obliged to take a water.
Fresh meat, huh? Makes me feel nostalgic. Anyway: here's a free beer, because fuck the rules.
>When I did confess, she laughed at me and called me a liar. Told me I didn't love her. I told her I always think about her but she was having none of it.
Knew you need that drink. What the hell is going on with these modern gals? No idea, to be honest.
>This happened two weeks ago and it still hurts like hell. I don't feel sad, though, just really irritated.
Maybe she's just not for you. There are planty of other girls out there.
But hey, I know how you feel, and it ain't easy.
I do wonder: why doesn't she believe that you love her? And she even laughed. I don't get it.
Can't you take her to another date or something? Maybe she just needs more time.