Robmoji was created in late 2016 as my ID (Freud people). Irreverent and abrasive, Robmoji says things that are usually inappropriate and dramatic. So, if you are touchy, you may become aggravated with Robmoji.
THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS YOUR SOULMATE! We are all connected to the fabric of life; therefore, YOU don’t get to slice one out for your convenience.
Have you ever bothered to notice here in blog world, how many people are fucked up because of bad relationships? No, I didn’t think so. That’s because you have your head up your ass dreaming about “THE ONE.”
Wake up! Divorce is at an all-time high. Were you cheated on by the one that you thought was “THE ONE?” Well that’s because he/she wasn’t! Kill the unicorns, bury the flowers, run from the rainbow you disillusioned fools!
I know of maybe 2% of the entire population that is “happily” married. And they are full of it! We are not built for monogamy. We are built to love many in our lifetimes. I have the remedy for what ails you: get your fucking head out of the clouds and wake up! Robmoji has a simple solution for your retarded angst:
Here’s what you do. You find someone you really like–or for cryin’ out loud “love.” You make a deal with them:
When the flower and candy phase is over. When ridiculous amount of texts, emails, phone calls trail off. When you start moving to your side of the bed instead of–ugh-“snuggling. When you’ve exhausted all possible sexual positions. When she is watching TV and he is on the internet looking at porn, you should both just shake hands and thank each other for the wonderful relationship, and step off!
There you go! No need to bellyache that you thought he/she was the one–because they weren’t–no need to start that downward spiral. No need to cheat on one another. No need to go over your friends and bawl about they don’t do this anymore, they don’t do that anymore. Just shake fucking hands, wave goodbye, and tip-tip-tallyho!
Think about it: you can remove a lot of bullshit by just knowing up front that the steak isn’t going to sizzle after a while, and you both want to eat at a different restaurant when that happens. There’s over 7.35 BILLION people on the planet folks!!. Do you honestly think you are going to find a damn soul mate out there?
Too much love literature, WAY too much fake tv fuels ridiculous notion of how love works. It’s pathetic. You’re pathetic for buying into that retarded pipe dream. Don’t EVEN get me started on this fucking Twin Flames shit–I’ll just lose my mind. Those folks are sniffin glue or something.
Go find a hot guy/gal, have a great time for about 9 months, then move on. Enjoy the initial flame of love, and when your bottle rocket of romance hits the pavement, MOVE ON. And by the way, don’t start whining about this post. Deal with it. And don’t comment to Rob, he still believes in that crap. What a loser. He makes me sick.