I posted this over at FetLife, which explains why I am saying a bunch of shit that youall already know, but I am posting it here, too, because I think it's worth keeping around
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I keep hoping I'll run across someone pretty, young, patient, polite, well-spoken, and experienced, who is willing to tell me he's interested and then let me take my time sneaking up on him. Which is a little like asking to win the lottery, or for the moon on a silver platter, I know. But I can dream.
1) It happened to me, it can happen to you. :-)
2) Now that you've put it out there by Telling The Internet? It probably will happen. :-) (It does that, for some reason. It's like telling the hive-mind or something).
I keep hoping I'll run across someone pretty, young, patient, polite, well-spoken, and experienced, who is willing to tell me he's interested and then let me take my time sneaking up on him. Which is a little like asking to win the lottery, or for the moon on a silver platter, I know. But I can dream.
That's my dream too, because I've got the same issues you have in that regard. The minute I'm around someone I'm attracted to, I clam up, get all stammery and shy and otherwise back completely off. Stutters, butterflies. Yes, yes, totally. And also this:
It sometimes makes me feel ridiculous. I'm supposed to be this sexy, pain-dispensing, fearless beast. And I am. On the inside. It just takes some time to get that beast to show itself.
And this:
It's a continuing effort, balancing my genuine need for more of this kind of contact with my deep yearning to stay at home -- and not bring anyone back here, because this is my safe place/hidey-hole/wolf den, and (call me crazy) I'm kind of wary of who gets to know how to find where I
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1) It happened to me, it can happen to you. :-)
2) Now that you've put it out there by Telling The Internet? It probably will happen. :-) (It does that, for some reason. It's like telling the hive-mind or something).
- Take care, sweetie, :-)
- Amazon. :-)
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While you were not actually talking about THIS sort of 'wolves', you might enjoy it--it made me nearly piss myself!
http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2011/01/wolves.html
Grey :)
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*goes to read it again*
Yup. Still hilarious!
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And I know I go through the exact same issue, from the other end of the spectrum.
Of course, that all said, now I'm really wishing I knew what your username was on FL, so I could add you over there.
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I keep hoping I'll run across someone pretty, young, patient, polite, well-spoken, and experienced, who is willing to tell me he's interested and then let me take my time sneaking up on him. Which is a little like asking to win the lottery, or for the moon on a silver platter, I know. But I can dream.
That's my dream too, because I've got the same issues you have in that regard. The minute I'm around someone I'm attracted to, I clam up, get all stammery and shy and otherwise back completely off. Stutters, butterflies. Yes, yes, totally. And also this:
It sometimes makes me feel ridiculous. I'm supposed to be this sexy, pain-dispensing, fearless beast. And I am. On the inside. It just takes some time to get that beast to show itself.
And this:
It's a continuing effort, balancing my genuine need for more of this kind of contact with my deep yearning to stay at home -- and not bring anyone back here, because this is my safe place/hidey-hole/wolf den, and (call me crazy) I'm kind of wary of who gets to know how to find where I ( ... )
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