Gather around, gentlemen, we need to talk...

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?
Okay, okay, okay, let me back track. I'm sorry for yelling , gentlemen. But I've been running into a very, VERY large amount of guys aiming for the stars. On the other side of the planet. I mean just arrows flying straight into the dirt. It seems like everyone has just given up and is just hooking up with anything willing with legs and a vagina. And I'm fairly certain there are more people who are flexible on the vagina part than legs.
Look, gentlemen, the end of the world is not so close that you have to settle for the first girl willing to go down on you. Even if the world did end tomorrow, you won't feel fulfilled settling for a girl you barely know and marginally like, and can't ever look her in the eye after sex. Everyday, I'm seeing guys with girls who are moderately unattractive. That's perfectly fine. Being with someone more for their personality than their looks is encouraged and healthy. But the majority of the women I've seen have just SHIT attitudes and horrible personalities. Crazy ones, stuck up ones, mean ones, fake nice ones, boring ones, over excited ones, big ones, small ones, blue ones and purple ones, and a few who had no personalities at all... I mean it's just kind of saddening to see. I always thought that the sweetest girls were the girls who felt like they had to prove that they were just as pretty as the other girls, just on the inside. And I really liked those girls, you know? Those girls had charm. And no matter what you wanted to say about how big they were or skinny, or dark or pale, you felt like shit for thinking that after a minute of talking to them. Those are the girls I was proud of you all for dating and hooking up with. But when did we enter this Disney world where ugly on the outside meant ugly on the inside? And since when was that the "cool" thing to do? Having someone there at the end of the day is nice, but if that someone is NOTHING like what you need in your life, be that a motivator, a cheerleader, someone to cheer for, a partner, a boss, a subordinate, a homie, a mother a father a sister a brother, shit, a pet, I don't know what you need specifically, but if that girl isn't it, you don't settle and you don't stop looking.
I understand that we all find ourselves in sex droughts or full of alcohol and out of time at the bar, or on the rebound from a long relationship, but that doesn't mean that you should be scraping the bottom of the barrel just because it's easier to stack up the chunks. MOVE ON TO THE NEXT GOD DAMNED BARREL. It's LITERALLY full of options. Good ones. Even great ones. You just have to take a minute to sift through a barrel full of shit to find those diamonds that the world crapped out.