I was really nice to a man, and he still didn’t want to go to bed with me

Despite being incredibly kind, I still didn’t make the cut

I was incredibly nice to a man recently. In fact, not recently, for ages. For months and months and months. A year and a half, if we’re going to go into specifics. I listened to all of his problems, I talked him up whenever he was sad, I gave him advice whenever he asked for some, I cared about him when he was lonely, and I forgave him whenever he screwed up. And; after all that, he had the absolute audacity…