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Rubato
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Those who read my last post about the girl I couldn't f-close will know what I"m talking about.
I'm just getting really pissed about this whole situation. I feel like the girl is running game on me better than I'm running game on her. She's lying to me. She tells me she doesn't fool around with guys she doesn't have a relationship with. That's obvious bullsh$t because we fooled around the first time we went out and she's got a crazy reputation.
We see each other more than I'd prefer given that we're on the dance team at my school. And so that in and of itself is making it hard for me to put space in between the 2 of us so that if she's actually attracted to me, she can miss me.
One of my fellow sosuaver's suggested I was playing the game too cleanly and needed to make a few mistakes to help shut down her anti-slut defense. I might not be explaining his suggestion correctly, but those who are confused can refer to the aforementioned thread. So she's sick (the b$tch made me sick too) and I decided to be all nice and buy her a get well flower. I also brought some of my cologne because she's been going around wearing one of my American Eagle Hoodies everywhere and sprayed it all over.
We made out after class on Monday. Skipped Tuesday because we both felt like crap. I wasn't supposed to see her today, but my buddy called me up and asked me to join him at this dance club tonight. She was there. And I read people pretty well, and she was colder tonight. Very slightly, but there was definitely a vibe change. I would put my arm around her and she acted distracted. It would take her a few moments to settle in. And then she'd walk away quickly. It was like she was only halfway passing IOI tests. And it's not like there's anything specifically I can point to that makes me think something is amiss, but I still feel that way, and I'm usually not wrong.
So I left. I didn't even kiss the girl goodbye. I gave my friend a big hug, shook hands with the other people I met, walked up behind her, put my arms around her and breathed down the side of her neck and smelled her hair for a second. And left. I did not kiss her. I also did not look back at her.
The guy I was with was my wing, and on my way out I texted him to call me on his way out and made sure not to mention the girl. I said something about him returning a flash drive to me (which he still needs to do). I guess she was very interested in the message exchange when she saw it was me. She kept taking his phone and looking through his messages (which I assumed she'd do) and that's why I made sure to say nothing about her. In fact, I feel like I should have said something about another girl.
My wing and her ended up bouncing to another bar and he said he's getting the feeling she's been in to this guy there for a long time, but nothing has been happening with that.
And I'm pissed. I'm legitimately pissed for a few reasons.
- I broke a big rule. You're not supposed to develop feelings or the target. And I have. It's especially bad with this girl because she's a ***** I will never be able to trust or take seriously. Why do I find myself so attracted to girls like this (if anyone can give me insight, I will be very happy with you). I am spinning other plates. But I have begun spinning them to greater priority and will be looking for new plates.
- I am a better guy than 99% of the guys out there. I have my sh$t together. I look great. Girls tell me that all the time. I'm in excellent shape. I have great body posture and carry myself well. I'm going to be a rich specialist surgeon. I have money. I dress well. I'm confident, and when I'm not, I can fake it very well. I'm an ex professional rock musician.
And I can't get in this girl's pants. It's not even about the girl. It's about her saying no. I f$cking hate the word no.
- The biggest reason I'm pissed is that I thought I was better at this than to let a broad like this get to me. She shouldn't be getting to me. I'm 24 years old and a freaking hot thang (yes, I just went there). She's 33 years old, starting to show her age, and the other girls on my plate are young, sexy and.... why the f$ck am I even interested in this girl? I am always attracted to the worst type of girls. She's an attention *****, a slut, a liar, and even though she'll make out with me, tell me all kinds of sweet nothings about myself... I can see it in her eyes that she likes me.
It's freaking confusing me!!
I think this is a control thing. I don't know wtf it is.
I'm just getting really pissed about this whole situation. I feel like the girl is running game on me better than I'm running game on her. She's lying to me. She tells me she doesn't fool around with guys she doesn't have a relationship with. That's obvious bullsh$t because we fooled around the first time we went out and she's got a crazy reputation.
We see each other more than I'd prefer given that we're on the dance team at my school. And so that in and of itself is making it hard for me to put space in between the 2 of us so that if she's actually attracted to me, she can miss me.
One of my fellow sosuaver's suggested I was playing the game too cleanly and needed to make a few mistakes to help shut down her anti-slut defense. I might not be explaining his suggestion correctly, but those who are confused can refer to the aforementioned thread. So she's sick (the b$tch made me sick too) and I decided to be all nice and buy her a get well flower. I also brought some of my cologne because she's been going around wearing one of my American Eagle Hoodies everywhere and sprayed it all over.
We made out after class on Monday. Skipped Tuesday because we both felt like crap. I wasn't supposed to see her today, but my buddy called me up and asked me to join him at this dance club tonight. She was there. And I read people pretty well, and she was colder tonight. Very slightly, but there was definitely a vibe change. I would put my arm around her and she acted distracted. It would take her a few moments to settle in. And then she'd walk away quickly. It was like she was only halfway passing IOI tests. And it's not like there's anything specifically I can point to that makes me think something is amiss, but I still feel that way, and I'm usually not wrong.
So I left. I didn't even kiss the girl goodbye. I gave my friend a big hug, shook hands with the other people I met, walked up behind her, put my arms around her and breathed down the side of her neck and smelled her hair for a second. And left. I did not kiss her. I also did not look back at her.
The guy I was with was my wing, and on my way out I texted him to call me on his way out and made sure not to mention the girl. I said something about him returning a flash drive to me (which he still needs to do). I guess she was very interested in the message exchange when she saw it was me. She kept taking his phone and looking through his messages (which I assumed she'd do) and that's why I made sure to say nothing about her. In fact, I feel like I should have said something about another girl.
My wing and her ended up bouncing to another bar and he said he's getting the feeling she's been in to this guy there for a long time, but nothing has been happening with that.
And I'm pissed. I'm legitimately pissed for a few reasons.
- I broke a big rule. You're not supposed to develop feelings or the target. And I have. It's especially bad with this girl because she's a ***** I will never be able to trust or take seriously. Why do I find myself so attracted to girls like this (if anyone can give me insight, I will be very happy with you). I am spinning other plates. But I have begun spinning them to greater priority and will be looking for new plates.
- I am a better guy than 99% of the guys out there. I have my sh$t together. I look great. Girls tell me that all the time. I'm in excellent shape. I have great body posture and carry myself well. I'm going to be a rich specialist surgeon. I have money. I dress well. I'm confident, and when I'm not, I can fake it very well. I'm an ex professional rock musician.
And I can't get in this girl's pants. It's not even about the girl. It's about her saying no. I f$cking hate the word no.
- The biggest reason I'm pissed is that I thought I was better at this than to let a broad like this get to me. She shouldn't be getting to me. I'm 24 years old and a freaking hot thang (yes, I just went there). She's 33 years old, starting to show her age, and the other girls on my plate are young, sexy and.... why the f$ck am I even interested in this girl? I am always attracted to the worst type of girls. She's an attention *****, a slut, a liar, and even though she'll make out with me, tell me all kinds of sweet nothings about myself... I can see it in her eyes that she likes me.
It's freaking confusing me!!
I think this is a control thing. I don't know wtf it is.