No,I'm not referring to our current president, though I could probably find some other parallels this guy I almost dated has..... but I won't get political, just literal.
Always, always go with your first instinct. This guy played me and we never even met. I "knew he was trouble when we walked in." If the dude bro pictures didn't tip it off, it was certainly his less than subtle lines. Everything out of his mouth or fresh off the press of his fingertips was stale, predictable, and almost insulting. Not insulting to my physical features, no no, he insured those were lavish as he poured the compliments over the sub-par conversation. The insulting parts wear directly aimed toward my intelligence that I wouldn't see through his scheme. We were supposed to have a date that he just couldn't wait but I didn't hear from him 24 hours before. I'm not a girl that just waits by the phone, dressed and powdered, just hoping he'll want to show me off. This is not the 90's with a curly corded home phone mounted to the wall with one answering machine and one way to check it. I'm out and about, chasing adventure sometimes with my cell,sometimes without. I was at a beach when he decided to grace me with his presence well... his texting presents that is. Then his interest was sparked because I wasn't revolving my world around him-- imagine that. So to the hours of conversation banter back and forth that I wish I could be reimbursed for, I'll just craft it into another blog post of another boy that fell by the wayside.
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