Humble and Horney
So something has come up in my mind that I feel I should probably address. Not long ago I came upon a unique opportunity, a situation I’d never found myself in before. There was a girl and she wanted to have sex with me.
I’d never had a girl want to have sex with me. At least not had the opportunity to know that and know that I could have made it happen. And then something incredible happened, I screwed it up.
I failed to figure out what it was that she wanted. I failed to convince her that I was worth her vagina.
I wasn’t a big enough asshole.
The thing is every time I tell the story to someone and I explain the whole thing I remember what I felt like after the rejection. It was terrible. A sinking feeling in my stomach that my one shot, one opportunity to make it happen, something I’d wanted to have happen for years, something I told myself I would do. And I let it go, I failed.
I get the terrible feeling that perhaps that was the one shot I will get soon. That I’ll have to work hard to get the next one, it will take time and patience and ... much more than a few horney texts.
I see posts, I have conversations with people about it, about similar issues and I try not to identify. I try to play it off like it wasn’t a big deal like it didn’t affect me. Like I know that there are more girls, more opportunities. And yet at the pit of my stomach, at the back of mind I always feel like “nope, you were an idiot, you didn’t see the signs, you failed. done.”
So what do I do now? Masterbate every time the failure comes creeping? Go out partying hoping to find some girl to lose myself in? Continually try to make eye contact with every marginally pretty girl I see and check her out every time, undressing her, and hoping that a happy horney smile will return my gaze? Or just keep sitting, waiting to replicate the situation from before hoping that perhaps I will do it right the second try?
It is hard to say: give up. Its hard to accept that .......... What the fuck am I saying? I failed. I screwed it up. I should have fucked that girl but I didn’t. I was stupid, I was weak. Ok. Now I know that. I knew there was a reason to watch silver linings playbook, I will take that negativity and I will use it as fuel. Excelsior.
Watch out second semester. I’m horney and humble. That’s a combination truly dangerous.
Good night and good luck.












