I recently reactivated my Tinder (with a K) and since I have overly decent eyes, I can tell who liked me without buying gold, so I pretty much got four matches almost instantly.
Only one looked interesting, some 30 years old asian girl calling herself “Liliane” on Tinder, but claiming to be called “Selena” on Whatsapp. Another suspicious thing was that she was using a UK number.
Anywho, she starts feeding me this crap, like how her hobbies are INVESTMENT and golf and skydiving and diving and all the social bullshit which is appreciated by snobs these days, things at which I responded with my truthful nature, being at least a little bit knowledge-able of how spoilt this girl truly is.
She then proceeds to tell me about happiness and what makes her happy and I asked if everyone around her tells her what she needs in order to be happy, at which I got no response.
In a beautiful turn of events, she then claims she’s more “hands-on” that she likes to “touch things” because they are “real” and then I asked her if she makes those things or if she buys them, presenting one of my self-made Mandalorian helmets as evidence… Then I told her the entire truth, of how she couldn’t be happy in this life, unless her father told her she is, not forgetting to mention that she’s spoiled; I also asked her to touch happiness with both hands, since she’s into practicality so much and that’s how I made her run the fuck, oh, how I crack myself up! 😀
The conclusion is that pretty girls with a good life really don’t life philosophers 😉