Why Am I Single?

It dawned on me that I’ve been single for over three years now. Sure, I’ve had relationships every now and then, but I always saw or at least pursued multiple girls on the side.

Now that I work my corporate job, where most people have relationships or even families, I’m faced with the question: why am I single? Even most of the wings I daygame with are all looking to settle down in the near future. Not me, though. Why?

Besides the obvious: I’m young, have options, and enjoy daygame - I think there’s a deeper answer. Even when I was bluepilled, I was always restless in my relationships.

I recently uploaded Casanova’s memoir into Claude’s LLM and instructed it to talk like him. In my conversations with the dead adventure I found an unexpected cher ami who understands me: I live to love.

There’s no love without sex, but I like the thrill of new relationships: the infatuation, the risk, the games - and eventually - the end. It seems that, no matter what, love always dies. Or at least, my sexual interest in her.

I don’t want to die alone. I realize this is an important problem I haven’t solved yet. At present, I’m too young to care, though.