| I sincerely don't get it...
The last couple of weeks have been really fucking bad for me. I've learned that the girl I was in love with, and been seeing for the last 6 months was also fucking other guys and had no intention to stop doing so. She got pregnant, might or might not be mine, the kid died. Anyways, that's kind of a bummer, and since I can't deal with her seeing other guys, I had to stop seeing her... So yeah, I'm back in the market, after a good 6 months of break.
I will say this straight up, I need to get laid and also gt a lot of female attention to get my mind off of all this. After all that happened, I also don't feel like playing games or anything to get in bed with a girl, genuine me, that's it and that's all... But here comes the mindfuck...
I do not mean to be cocky or anything, but I am a very tall, attractive young man who also happens to be very charming. I've had my fair share of experience and I am not bullshiting when I say I know what I'm doing with girls... However, for some reason, I seem to be on some kind of curse.
It's been around 3 weeks, I went out 3 times a week. Every night have been great. I have had fun with my friends and made out with at least one girl every single night. I am also not going for the sloppy drunk make out, I don't go for these, I get to know the girl, turn her on, have a really nice moment with her, etc... But for some kind of fuckery reason, I can't seem to seal the deal.
Yesterday, second time in two weeks that the girl I spent the night with ALMOST come back with me, tells me she want to fuck me or whatever, but have school the next day at 8, and end up declining my offer. So yeah, might be because of my logistics (I live 45 min away from the clubs, shouldn't be that much of a problem though because I still used to bring home a new girl every 2 weeks before I started seeing my other girl) or bad luck or who knows!
Also, not only I can't get the one night stand, but I also get flaked every single time. I think it's now 8 times in a row that a girl flakes on me the day we were supposed to meet...
Like, not answering their phones the day of the meeting, etc. Not going to lie, it's getting in my head. What the fuck is happening... I am starting to believe one crazy bitch I fucked a while ago might be a witch and cursed me with some sort of bad luck with girls spell.
Have someone ever experienced something similar and how did you get over it? _________________ Dear Optimist, Pessimist & Realist,
Just to let you know that while you guys were arguing about the glass of water...... I drank it!
Sincerely, the Opportunist
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