Love App

The opposite sex was created to anger me. Okay, maybe not me personally, but they make me so angry.

I have been sitting there spitting nails, with my jaw tense and glaring at anything any moment I get.

I am seething, if I had been in a cartoon, I would have had a red face and an over-animated grimace.

And to add to that, my Zack was ignoring me, maybe he was ill again, or away again, or his phone was dead again. He said he was keen, but he sure wasn’t acting it, and I was having second thoughts about what I could’ve done and said.

This app had brought me nothing but misery, especially this week, with the barrage of arseholes talking to me. I wanted to hit something or someone.

I didn’t know how I could have stopped this situation.

This app had given me life experience- helped me to understand the male mind- and I definitely regret that.

And Ted, the man with the stupidest name on the whole fucking App was ignoring me. Ok, he had spent all night awake, but so had I. and we had made plans. Did that mean nothing to him?

Had I lost my touch? Was God punishing me?

I just needed someone to fall in love with me.