I like this girl... let's call her Erika, she's a year younger than me. HB 9. Her friend Veronica DB 7, checks me out from a distance. Erika every now and then notices me out, but I notice Veronica more than her check me out. I don't know either, but definitely one of them likes me. I can't figure out which one likes me, but I'm hoping for Erika. Help me.
"You'll Never Feel READY to Walk Over"
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Girls staring?
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