A Waste of Time

I think this comics says a lot about how I feel about relationships right at the moment, and I think more discussions of relationships should include adorable cartoon foxes talking about getting spanked. I mean, no relationship’s gonna be perfect, and I’m assuming that most people are gonna go through a lot of bad ones before they find one that isn’t– either that, or I’ve really been doing something abnormal– but even the good ones are gonna hurt sometimes, that’s just part of being alive, but I think that some people either run from that, or their solution is to be sure that they’re the one inflicting the painful parts, rather than the other way around. Either that, or I’ve just dated a lot of idiots. Which might be possible, now that I consider it. I’m aware that some of these blog posts accompanying my comics recently might seem a little bit bitter, but actually I don’t really view myself that way or feel that way, it’s more that I’m interested in how these things work, and have just been giving a lot of thought to it recently. Plus, you know, I wouldn’t keep trying to have relationships if I didn’t like something about them. Either that or I’m compelled to have them by crushing loneliness and existential panic………… hmmmmmmmmm.