I don't need you, this is my ship. GET OFF!
Sometimes it takes the little things to remind me why I don't date younger than me. Today was just one of those examples.
So I get there and I already have that vibe that things are not going to go so well. First of all, if I give you TWO DAMN HOURS to get ready from the time I all. So then I get there (keep in mind this is 30 minutes away) and she still isn't ready. So I wait, and wait, and wait, pick at my nuts for a little, write part of a song. Then go back to waiting.
So she comes down, jeans and a shirt. What in the fuck took so long? So I will admit it, I was tired, but still trying to put on my best smile. She goes straight into talking about shoes. Why the fuck do I care that you chose to wear sandals over heels. I love shoes too, but I rarely talk about it. While she was at it, why does she tell me about her latest bowel movements. We go to Fridays, which she can't remember where it is. Then comes the valley in which we all dread like having the an STD.
Pauseville baby.
For every 10 seconds of speech, there was a two minute pause. "Why aren't you talking, I feel like I am talking to myself."
Because talking to YOU is like...ah I don't know what has been this boring.
"How many girls have you slept with?" (I don't remember! Come on now Victor has a lot more common sense than that. Yeah I remember, but I won't discuss it here.) As time went on the questions became more senseless.
Or maybe I don't want to bring anything up because you talk about how mean all your ex-boyfriends are to you. Or maybe because we have nothing in common. I felt bad at first, but as Tony Montana in Scarface said "I don't fuck anyone over, they had it coming" As time went on I see why she got stepped on.
So as time progresses, THAT list comes into my head. What is wrong with her:
Too shy, too passive, too subservient, too indesicive, too many mixed signals, too many what if questions, talks about her ex-boyfriends every other sentence, she reminds me of someone, she reminds me of someone...mmm, Why does this sound so familar?
Then she starts talking again and tries the whole, "You just haven't had any good sex in a while..."
STOP! Here is the difference of the guy I was, and who I am now. Victor (then) would have swooped in on it and gone for it. Now, I don't want your sex (I do, but not as a bargaining tool).
At this point, one shouldn't care at what comes out of their mouth
Her:"So what if I want to stop dating you"
Me: "I could care less, I don't force anyone into anything"
Her: "Well I would be like, why? I thought you liked me"
Me: "I have bled all that blood and shed all those tears for another girl a long time ago. Never again."
Then that someone then she reminded me of came into my head. The girl that commited treason against my emotions. I liked that shy girl thing before, now it is too time consuming. Fuck this, abandon ship.
Then the coup-de-gras came out of her mouth, the L word. Silly girl, love and lust, they both have 4 letters, but entirely different meanings
So I paid the bill, took her home and let out a big sigh of relief.
The rule is back into effect ages 23-29 only again. (unless I see a reason to date another age)
So I get there and I already have that vibe that things are not going to go so well. First of all, if I give you TWO DAMN HOURS to get ready from the time I all. So then I get there (keep in mind this is 30 minutes away) and she still isn't ready. So I wait, and wait, and wait, pick at my nuts for a little, write part of a song. Then go back to waiting.
So she comes down, jeans and a shirt. What in the fuck took so long? So I will admit it, I was tired, but still trying to put on my best smile. She goes straight into talking about shoes. Why the fuck do I care that you chose to wear sandals over heels. I love shoes too, but I rarely talk about it. While she was at it, why does she tell me about her latest bowel movements. We go to Fridays, which she can't remember where it is. Then comes the valley in which we all dread like having the an STD.
Pauseville baby.
For every 10 seconds of speech, there was a two minute pause. "Why aren't you talking, I feel like I am talking to myself."
Because talking to YOU is like...ah I don't know what has been this boring.
"How many girls have you slept with?" (I don't remember! Come on now Victor has a lot more common sense than that. Yeah I remember, but I won't discuss it here.) As time went on the questions became more senseless.
Or maybe I don't want to bring anything up because you talk about how mean all your ex-boyfriends are to you. Or maybe because we have nothing in common. I felt bad at first, but as Tony Montana in Scarface said "I don't fuck anyone over, they had it coming" As time went on I see why she got stepped on.
So as time progresses, THAT list comes into my head. What is wrong with her:
Too shy, too passive, too subservient, too indesicive, too many mixed signals, too many what if questions, talks about her ex-boyfriends every other sentence, she reminds me of someone, she reminds me of someone...mmm, Why does this sound so familar?
Then she starts talking again and tries the whole, "You just haven't had any good sex in a while..."
STOP! Here is the difference of the guy I was, and who I am now. Victor (then) would have swooped in on it and gone for it. Now, I don't want your sex (I do, but not as a bargaining tool).
At this point, one shouldn't care at what comes out of their mouth
Her:"So what if I want to stop dating you"
Me: "I could care less, I don't force anyone into anything"
Her: "Well I would be like, why? I thought you liked me"
Me: "I have bled all that blood and shed all those tears for another girl a long time ago. Never again."
Then that someone then she reminded me of came into my head. The girl that commited treason against my emotions. I liked that shy girl thing before, now it is too time consuming. Fuck this, abandon ship.
Then the coup-de-gras came out of her mouth, the L word. Silly girl, love and lust, they both have 4 letters, but entirely different meanings
So I paid the bill, took her home and let out a big sigh of relief.
The rule is back into effect ages 23-29 only again. (unless I see a reason to date another age)