I fucking swear.
My mom: Ah, you mentioned a human creature of the male species, you should date them and fall madly in love.
Me: No, mom. I will be perfectly happy as long as I have TV shows to watch, pizza to consume, and books to read.
I don’t like having to follow the status quo of school, dating, marriage, career, and then death. Something about it is unappealing to me.