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The bar is on the floor and some dudes will dig under it
person who wanted to hook up with you and then ghosted when you said you'd come over: "I wish I could get laid"
I have the rizz of a shelter dog with past trauma from being unwanted and repeatedly returned. Do you still want to adopt me?
my heart has been feeling pretty horny lately more than my body
This year I've found out that 2 of the people I'd been interested in are smokers.
*scribbles names out of my want list*
Sorry I'm not interested in kissing your smoke breath mouth or smelling your smoke sweat.
Oh smoke sweat? Yeah that's a real thing that can happen by the way. I gave it my best shot dating this smoker I liked years ago, and it got to a point where I thought he wasn't showering, I couldn't figure out why he was starting to smell so bad. Eventually came to realize it was because he had switched to smoking cigars so heavily it was permeating his body.
So yeah not interested in smokers, instant turn off, already made an effort to try despite my discomfort, and yeah I get it I know people can't quit an addiction just because you want them without it that's unreasonable.
So I just walk away.
"Why are you so good to me?"
I'm not. I'm literally just showing basic kindness and consideration. It has nothing to do with you. Everyone should be giving this bare minimum and I should not be special for it. I think it's messed up for this to be a rare commodity when it's something we all could be giving and getting.
I'm hungry with the need for companionship, but I let you go enjoy your life.
Apparently that doesn't include much of me at all. I'm starved while you feast.
I pour my energy, my colors, my love into the glass of your mirror. I need you to reflect some of it back to me, please. I need an open, endless flow. It's what I deserve. It's what you deserve. If you're not used to doing this, you're going to have to try. I know you're capable actually. You only hold yourself back.