I don't want to go out any more

I just don't. I don't know how I got to this point, but I don't want to go out any more. I don't want to go out and spend too much money surrounded by people who don't notice me, get fed up with the same old same old same old music then come home tired and pissed off. Half of the matter is that even if they did notice me (of course I mean guys here, who am I kidding?) I wouldn't be interested, but at least I'd be turning them down. Sure sure sure, it's also about having fun with your friends. But I swear we have more fun at home, listening to my music playlist and eating creme eggs.

You know what else? Maybe I've just heard them too many times, but I don't go wild when I hear Summer of '69, or Livin' on a Prayer, or goddamn Loveshack. They leave me cold.

You'd think I wouldn't stop going out, since how would I ever meet anyone then? I don't even care anymore. I never meet anyone anyway, and I just don't think I can take one more night out in that fleapit hellhole club pretending to have a good time.