Dear Female,
I've been single 18 years of my life because I've constantly dissociated the temptation to actually put an effort in hunting for women. I've been focused too much on academics that I'm socially incompetent to some sense.
I've moved to several High Schools, rendering me useless when it comes to being a decent friend/associate, always being the "new kid" who had to deal with finding new friends that were incompatible for me because they believed I was socially inferior or superior than them....I've been more worried about succeeding and going to college rather than going to Prom or Homecoming.
Few girls have tried to be friendly with me in waking life, but I couldn't tell if they were genuinely being kind to me, or lying so that they could use me as a reference to know what to study for an Exam.
And the girls that I actually liked already had boyfriends, and there was no point fantasizing about them if their over-protective boyfriends would glance at me, making sure I'm not looking at their partner's beautiful face.
And because of this incompetence, I've been the victim of the Friend Zone. I've been close several times to having my first girlfriend, but I had to either move, or realized that I was just falling in love, which blocked the reality and consequences of being paired with said girls without having a side thought that people would be judging me and my preference in women.
This narrow-minded paranoia has led me to secretly bash on these women, so every time a girl is kind to me, I assume she just wants to use me for something other than being a girlfriend.
I could care less if you think that I'm just declaring this to get inside of you, I've been more fascinated with Astral Energy Exchange with entities that have more experience than you and me. In fact, whoever is willing to accept this confession will find out it will benefit them more than me.
All that I ask, is since I have to live inside this machine we call a human body, can you at least satisfy its biological needs by giving me signals that portray solace, warmth, and unconditional love and cuddling?
Are you will to give this child inside of an 18 year old's body these rudimentary assets?
If not, I understand, but do know this, if you comply with this, just know, that after Valentine's Day is over with, I will not require you anymore
due to Refractory period and Fapper's Regret.
And just because I'm Black (I'm actually mixed with several races, I just assume the role of one), don't assume I have the stereotypes that society has poorly utilized to define us. If you meet me, you'll find that I am fragile, confident, and even childish, but I won't tolerate nonsense and disrespect if you take advantage of this borderline personality.
Take advantage of that naivete while you can, before I consider you as a projection of the side I never had time to develop. Please, I want to interact with you, keeping track of your silent temptations to prove that all men want one thing, and seeing you conceal that mentality with pretentious acts of respect, attraction, and chemistry.
Thanks and Gig 'Em.
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