So apparently, I live in an era where guys usually have one thought in their minds: European Football. Juuuust kidding! It’s the dance with no pants.
Now, I am not saying that EVERY guy that shows an interest in my loud and untrusting self, wants to do the dirty, but without fail, it usually pops up in some way or form within 48 hours of us communicating. Yet, the seemingly sad, but entertaining, part for me, is how they attempt to hint at the idea in the most creative ways imaginable. There’s the notorious: “You’re the only girl I’ve never asked for nudes” the blunt: ” When can we chop?” (have coitus), and the disturbing: ” I can’t wait to have you naked, at my mercy… moaning”. Fifty Shades has guys thinking that they can be the Grey to my Anastasia. Honey, Stop. Right there. Not every girl wants to be whipped in the bedroom! (… Unless if it’s by Chris Hemsworth. Everything he does is justifiable 😉 ) If that isn’t directly asking for a slap across your face, then I dread knowing what is. It’s odd laughing at these fragments from disturbing texts as I type, but I can’t help but think,” Am I sending out some weird kind of vibe?”. I would say I look pretty decent, so why are these horny bastards the majority of what I seem to attract? Apparently someone decent and well mannered (and taller than me) is way too much to ask for.
*beep* That’s my phone. Oh joy, another dirty one.