I've seen similar posts on this, similar. My situation is the following:
I hit on every moving hot woman. At the gym, street, store, wherever and whenever. My method is pretty simple, say hi, make some talk about whatever there is to talk about, and eject (number close or insta-date, or whatever). Sometimes I don't, and next time I see her I close.
Take into account that I'm in my early 20s. On a muscle-building diet. It's a miracle I'm not ****ing a doorknob.
My recent problem is the following: I'm tired. One hb after another, some don't cut it for me and I simply stop contacting them, some instantly, some with time, others simply reject me from the getgo or later on
crazy, others go away, etcetera etcetera. Now, I feel like if every chick clings their hook to me, and even if that hook is small, when they fly away, they scratch my (heart-soul, whatever). I can deal with that, I'm acting like a sobbing litte girl. What really is getting me right now, is, that, as the title suggests. I'm tired. One after another hb, one after another.
I woke up with this problem, and got the following options by myself:
a) To take a break from hbs.
b) To choose one of them to be stable with.
c) To keep on.
A friend of mine told me some average fairy tale bs about soulmates. But then I called a natural to talk about my problem. He said basically the following:
To take it as a school, learning experiences. To not take things too seriously, I'm taking them too seriously, and that's why I'm getting tired. If I get lighter, I will be able to keep spinning plates and not get tired. There's no reason to get tired.
Well, it made total sense. Any comments? Have you ever felt this way? Does the solution make sense to you? To me, it made absolute sense. I'll be seeing two bytches today.
I hit on every moving hot woman. At the gym, street, store, wherever and whenever. My method is pretty simple, say hi, make some talk about whatever there is to talk about, and eject (number close or insta-date, or whatever). Sometimes I don't, and next time I see her I close.
Take into account that I'm in my early 20s. On a muscle-building diet. It's a miracle I'm not ****ing a doorknob.
My recent problem is the following: I'm tired. One hb after another, some don't cut it for me and I simply stop contacting them, some instantly, some with time, others simply reject me from the getgo or later on
crazy, others go away, etcetera etcetera. Now, I feel like if every chick clings their hook to me, and even if that hook is small, when they fly away, they scratch my (heart-soul, whatever). I can deal with that, I'm acting like a sobbing litte girl. What really is getting me right now, is, that, as the title suggests. I'm tired. One after another hb, one after another. I woke up with this problem, and got the following options by myself:
a) To take a break from hbs.
b) To choose one of them to be stable with.
c) To keep on.
A friend of mine told me some average fairy tale bs about soulmates. But then I called a natural to talk about my problem. He said basically the following:
To take it as a school, learning experiences. To not take things too seriously, I'm taking them too seriously, and that's why I'm getting tired. If I get lighter, I will be able to keep spinning plates and not get tired. There's no reason to get tired.
Well, it made total sense. Any comments? Have you ever felt this way? Does the solution make sense to you? To me, it made absolute sense. I'll be seeing two bytches today
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