Vashdaman
Za Warudo
I'm curious to know what people have in mind when they think of people talking to someone like they're actively seeking romantic partners, and whether I fall into that category. It's interesting, because whenever I do talk to a girl I fancy, I always do just talk to them like I would anybody else I was interested in getting to know. I don't tend to tell them how beautiful I find them (Well I've probably done that once or twice in the past, but I realised it was a pretty stupid way to start things). My whole MO is just getting to know someone like I would anyone else, and if there's mutual and natural romantic chemistry wicked, if not hopefully we can be friends because lord knows I could do with a couple more of those. That's why I just ask someone out for coffee instead of saying "hey let's go on a date" like Lutga was suggesting, because I'm actually fine with it not being a 'date' too. I consider the kind of 'friendship flowering into romance' thing that Rui and Owl speak of to be ideal and something that I strive for and would love to experience. However none of that ever really seems to go according to plan.
I think part of the problem is my face, and not just it's fish slapped animal ungliness. I mean, I think my face is just very expressive, and I think girls I fancy tend to see the longing in my eyes a mile off. Most of the girls I like probably share more of Rui's mentality to getting to know someone and thus when they see the longing think to themselves "oh god, this desperate joey is SUPER hot for me" and thus opt to run for the hills like Rui would, not realising that I would be just as super hot for becoming friends, and I mean genuine friends without any romantic hopes on the back burner. They don't realise that I get over infatuation just as quickly as I fall into it. And thus I find it incredibly hard to become friends with women I find attractive, and through probably not much fault of my own. I can find no answer to this conundrum, I can't hide the sparkle in my eye, and aside from that I don't talk or look at these people in any way differently.
I once met this really cool girl and we seemed to have a great rapport, and she seemed like she genuinely wanted to stay in touch. The very next morning I sent her a text asking if she wanted to hang out sometime. She didn't reply, and I realised how keen and 'romantic intentiony' the text probably came across, and sent her a heart felt follow up message explaining I'd hate myself if my forwardness would cause me to miss out on a potential friend in her. She still didn't hit me back
Whoa, that's #relationshipgoals right there. Inspiring.
I think part of the problem is my face, and not just it's fish slapped animal ungliness. I mean, I think my face is just very expressive, and I think girls I fancy tend to see the longing in my eyes a mile off. Most of the girls I like probably share more of Rui's mentality to getting to know someone and thus when they see the longing think to themselves "oh god, this desperate joey is SUPER hot for me" and thus opt to run for the hills like Rui would, not realising that I would be just as super hot for becoming friends, and I mean genuine friends without any romantic hopes on the back burner. They don't realise that I get over infatuation just as quickly as I fall into it. And thus I find it incredibly hard to become friends with women I find attractive, and through probably not much fault of my own. I can find no answer to this conundrum, I can't hide the sparkle in my eye, and aside from that I don't talk or look at these people in any way differently.
I once met this really cool girl and we seemed to have a great rapport, and she seemed like she genuinely wanted to stay in touch. The very next morning I sent her a text asking if she wanted to hang out sometime. She didn't reply, and I realised how keen and 'romantic intentiony' the text probably came across, and sent her a heart felt follow up message explaining I'd hate myself if my forwardness would cause me to miss out on a potential friend in her. She still didn't hit me back
<Mr Rui> Hmm, we need to sort out the spare bed.
<Rui> Darling, I got some new pillowcases earlier this year which would be perfect.
<Mr Rui> Where are they?
<Rui> In the Play-Asia box.
<Mr Rui> Ok... *gets them out and starts laughing*
<Rui>
<Mr Rui> I suppose I should have been suspicious from the box.
(We now have inoffensive BL-decorated pillowcases. It feels bizarre that I'm a grown up and I can still do things like this.)
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Whoa, that's #relationshipgoals right there. Inspiring.
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