Centaurion
Master Don Juan
*wishes for mod-powers so he could ban all the trolls and the ****ing pathetic piece of **** homos on this site, and purge this thread from the face of the Intraweb*
She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.