The Man Who Could Ride In Women's Minds.
this is a short story idea i am thinking of, specifically because I have NO IDEA what goes on in women's heads... Espeacially Larkin's.
I don't know what larkin wan'ts with me.
there are all kinds of factors that play into knowing the unknowable, which is, of course, the female mind, and in particular, LARKIN's mind.
I made a play tonight that basically has her and i doing something on sunday night, regardless of wether one or the other of us calls the other.
she said, "We'll see."
I also said to her, specifically, in an area where we were together but apart from everyone, and she said something to the effect of call me on saturday. I looked at her, straight in the eye(keep in mind that we are both drunk) and said, "no." she looked at me strangely, but I knew exactly what she was thinking.
What?
I stared deep into her eyes and said; "If we leave it at, Call Me, there is a 95% chance that either you won't pick up, or we won't do anything."
she looked away, as abashedly as a drunk can, and said, "You're right."
this is when i told her that i was taking her out to a movie on sunday. There will be a good movie on, or we will rent something."
This is when she said 'we'll see."
SOMEBODY OUT THERE TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So after she leaves, I say, out loud, to anyone who is listening and everyone who isn't "FUCK IT!!!"
Austin looks at me strangely, and i repeat my outburst.
I have been holding on to the girl who CASUALLY charms the hell out of me for WAAAAAY too long, and it is time to say FUCKIT.
If nothing comes of this weekend, then I won't even fucking flirt with her next week, I'll just drop her and flirt with EVERY hot chick thats out there.
MANWHORE?
not until i fuck someone.
FLIRTWHORE?
ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY. I am a flirtwhore, and that is just who I am. there is nothing you or anyone can say to me(baring my wife saying 'If you don't stop this I'm leaving') that can disuade, or even change this fact.
If anyone out there reading this has ANYTHING relevant to say....
Post like a motherfucker.
I don't know what larkin wan'ts with me.
there are all kinds of factors that play into knowing the unknowable, which is, of course, the female mind, and in particular, LARKIN's mind.
I made a play tonight that basically has her and i doing something on sunday night, regardless of wether one or the other of us calls the other.
she said, "We'll see."
I also said to her, specifically, in an area where we were together but apart from everyone, and she said something to the effect of call me on saturday. I looked at her, straight in the eye(keep in mind that we are both drunk) and said, "no." she looked at me strangely, but I knew exactly what she was thinking.
What?
I stared deep into her eyes and said; "If we leave it at, Call Me, there is a 95% chance that either you won't pick up, or we won't do anything."
she looked away, as abashedly as a drunk can, and said, "You're right."
this is when i told her that i was taking her out to a movie on sunday. There will be a good movie on, or we will rent something."
This is when she said 'we'll see."
SOMEBODY OUT THERE TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So after she leaves, I say, out loud, to anyone who is listening and everyone who isn't "FUCK IT!!!"
Austin looks at me strangely, and i repeat my outburst.
I have been holding on to the girl who CASUALLY charms the hell out of me for WAAAAAY too long, and it is time to say FUCKIT.
If nothing comes of this weekend, then I won't even fucking flirt with her next week, I'll just drop her and flirt with EVERY hot chick thats out there.
MANWHORE?
not until i fuck someone.
FLIRTWHORE?
ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY. I am a flirtwhore, and that is just who I am. there is nothing you or anyone can say to me(baring my wife saying 'If you don't stop this I'm leaving') that can disuade, or even change this fact.
If anyone out there reading this has ANYTHING relevant to say....
Post like a motherfucker.
posted by Hadrian: Dark One at 12:41 AM
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