Fariaz...
This guy would probably be the man of my dreams if only I were attracted to him. His pictures are decent, but he's honestly just not attractive enough for me. It's so sad! We made out several times last night, and he got attached really quickly. Like, he told me several times that he's going to fall in love with me. "I'm going to fall in love with you," he said. Jesus Christ. And then he asked me when I was free, and I didn't know what to say, so I said Wednesday, so he said, "I'll see you on Wednesday." And then we were riding in a cab to Union Square and he starts asking me what I do and don't eat. I'm guessing he wants to take me to dinner on Wednesday.
Ugh.
He's honestly really, really close to perfect for me. He's unbelievably thoughtful and kind and sweet and chivalrous. He asked me to text him when I made it home safely. He texted me when he was and I thanked him for the lovely evening and said I was nearly home, too. He told me to text him when I'm all the way back.
God damn it. Now I'm going to actually have to say something to him, which sucks. I don't want to do it in person, though. We made out several times. I guess he really went for it.
It's the first time I've met an INFJ man, and he's pretty much identical to me. It's amazing. I feel so stuck with what to do, other than to say that this may be a bit serious for me already and that I need some time to think about it.
Oy. Fuck.
Well, that's 3:3 dates that have asked me out again. I guess I should gain some confidence from this, if nothing else.
I'm so tired, though. I went to bed around 2 and woke up at 5:55 to work out. And I have a date today with another INFJ, who kind of looks like Michael Cera. I've been excited about meeting up with him, since we really bonded over music, and he seems like a ridiculous amount of fun. I wonder if I'll have the same connection with him as with Fariaz.
Tomorrow, I have two dates, so I better as hell get some sleep tonight.
Ugh.
He's honestly really, really close to perfect for me. He's unbelievably thoughtful and kind and sweet and chivalrous. He asked me to text him when I made it home safely. He texted me when he was and I thanked him for the lovely evening and said I was nearly home, too. He told me to text him when I'm all the way back.
God damn it. Now I'm going to actually have to say something to him, which sucks. I don't want to do it in person, though. We made out several times. I guess he really went for it.
It's the first time I've met an INFJ man, and he's pretty much identical to me. It's amazing. I feel so stuck with what to do, other than to say that this may be a bit serious for me already and that I need some time to think about it.
Oy. Fuck.
Well, that's 3:3 dates that have asked me out again. I guess I should gain some confidence from this, if nothing else.
I'm so tired, though. I went to bed around 2 and woke up at 5:55 to work out. And I have a date today with another INFJ, who kind of looks like Michael Cera. I've been excited about meeting up with him, since we really bonded over music, and he seems like a ridiculous amount of fun. I wonder if I'll have the same connection with him as with Fariaz.
Tomorrow, I have two dates, so I better as hell get some sleep tonight.