I have never met anyone like me because they just don't exist. Very few people actually care about me for reals and the ones that really do, suck at displaying it.
But this is something that i've had to deal with since I was a child. It doesn't bother me. Other things bother me.
If I cared even less about my body, I'd get tattoo somewhere that said,

"Dear guy that I am about to fuck and fall in love with,
You don't have to spit out emotions and fake commitment to fuck me. I will fuck you meaninglessly.
Love,
Nay"

But like everyone always says, shit happens for a reason. People come and go, mostly go but whatthefuckever.

I want to keep you. I've wanted to keep you since the stupid day I met you. You lie a lot, but fuck, we all do. I'll stick around this time, I just need to figure out how.