mein herr.
Is it just me or sometimes whenever you meet someone that captures your attention you get very up in your own head?
You think about them non stop for no good reason. Yes, you had a great conversation in which you both related to each other complete with no awkward pauses. Yes, even though he works in what some would call a stuffy position he seemed chill and laid back and even, gasp, swore during your meeting which put you more at ease.
Did I mention the fact that he is very knowledgable which made you want to go and look up all the terms he used during said meeting so you could use them in everyday life?
Well I am very up in my own head. I think about random places where I might see him and what can result of it. But the strange thing is, I can't even remember what he looks like anymore. He is a faceless tall man in a suit who I can't get out of my head.
but at least he's not 17 like the one I couldn't stop thinking of. Let's be honest now, I still can't stop thinking of. I hate it when pure sexual attraction transforms itself into something more which leaves me beyond confused about what the fuck it is that I am feeling.
oh well. Here's to the next guy who gets up in there. And I mean my head, you sickos.
You think about them non stop for no good reason. Yes, you had a great conversation in which you both related to each other complete with no awkward pauses. Yes, even though he works in what some would call a stuffy position he seemed chill and laid back and even, gasp, swore during your meeting which put you more at ease.
Did I mention the fact that he is very knowledgable which made you want to go and look up all the terms he used during said meeting so you could use them in everyday life?
Well I am very up in my own head. I think about random places where I might see him and what can result of it. But the strange thing is, I can't even remember what he looks like anymore. He is a faceless tall man in a suit who I can't get out of my head.
but at least he's not 17 like the one I couldn't stop thinking of. Let's be honest now, I still can't stop thinking of. I hate it when pure sexual attraction transforms itself into something more which leaves me beyond confused about what the fuck it is that I am feeling.
oh well. Here's to the next guy who gets up in there. And I mean my head, you sickos.