LoriApocalypse

I have low expectations for myself, therefore I expect very little from others. No matter what, I will make sure I fail at everything I do in my life. I was impervious when I graduated from college, and even less motivated to start a career and meet the daft people who gave up on life like I did. I’m stuck in neutral, and apprehensive to find out what lies ahead of me. I’ve been through a lot and learned nothing from my experience. I’m relegated to dating people who can offer very little to me because I offer so little back. I’m still wasting my time, and I’ll probably settle for “okay.” I’m a slut, and not too picky about whom I spread my legs for. I’ve been hurt in the past, and it’ll probably happen again. You don’t have to prove to me why I should care about you. Looks mean everything, and intelligence is not as appealing as a cute dropout. I live vicariously through the success of others. Lie to me or pull me along, because that’ll keep me interested. I've learned nothing about myself over the last couple years, only that I grow weaker over time. I let other people shape my opinions, and I don’t accept myself for who I am. I'm a lousy person with selfish motivations. I have loser friends who bring out the loser in me. I'm grateful for any human contact bestowed upon me. Oh yeah, and I love murder!