Who ever coined the phrase, "men live on Mars, women live on Venus," was possibly one of the most brilliant minds of our time - they truly were not lying.
The dissimilarities between men and women are incredibly vast: so vast, that they stretch far beyond our galaxy's light years, to the point that their entities were generated on two separate galactic bodily plains of existence (evidently, Venus and Mars). Moreover, while both genders live side by side on this salient, circular structure of liquid and dirt, their psyche still seem to dwell on their respective planets.
I mean, really. Isn't it true? Men are complete opposites in comparison to women, and yet, without each other, there would be none of us. Yes, without both the male and female sex, and their... extra-curricular activities, we would be seemingly non-existent as a species.
Recently, the universe has involuntarily kicked my reluctant ass back into the 'single world', and goodness gracious, I couldn't wait to get out of it faster (quick plea to the universe!).
I have 'friends' getting upset with me for opting to focus on my financial responsibilities instead of attending their unimportant social functions; random messages and text's wanting to know how I am, or what my plans are; invites to hang out with guys I haven't seen in ages! All because they want to occupy my vaginal quarters.