I don't want to do the dating scene again. Wading through a sea of crap and bullshit to find that "special someone" Alone at night, just wanting to share your feelings with someone who cares. Then going out trying to get laid, waking up in the morning not caring about the person next to you. Worring about disease, putting yourself out there, getting hurt, meeting parents and friends, hoping that they like you, moving to a new place, telling the same stories, introducing someone new to your friends, and waiting for their reaction. I have disgustingly high standards. How the [censored] am I going to find another woman who measures up?