This whole issue over the game was insanely retarded last year when I just started out dating foreign men. (Foreign, because I don't solely go for white men all the time. Hispanics and Blacks can be equally as desirable

) Like well, I was constantly wrecked with the thoughts of, "If I sms him, will he reply? If he doesn't I'll seem so desperate! But I want him to ask me out again. I shouldn't make my replies too long, that'll seem too eager/ but I am eager!" Oh the retardedness of it all. I never did admit it to anyone until now of course (when I am no longer like that, thank God), I was too damn proud. My girlfriend wasn't much help either. It was insane. Like we would actually try to figure out how many days would be the usual to wait it out without a call or message from someone we've slept with, so we'd know when we could sms back such that we Don't stink of desperation. This is of course, well, totally retarded and every guy is different. And as long as you don't send pointless messages like, oh I miss you (because he doesn't you idiot. You were just a lay.)
Two afternoons ago, I was talking to Mr. Grant -more on who the hell he is another time. But all I can say's that, I really like him, he's a fucking cool dude, and one of the coolest people I've ever met all my life. I don't know how he is between the sheets from one drunken romp that I won't say was a mistake, but was definately something I didn't plan for. But I think I had a blast- And he was telling me about all these pretty women he gave his name card to and how they all kept on text-ing him with cute little good-morning messages with teddies made out of punctuation (lord, what an abuse of commas and periods) which he didn't see why he should reply; and which stank so insanely of well- desperation. Like it was strange, because these women were actually beautiful, but one month after not contacting them, they'd still text him. And it wasn't because he didn't like them, but women like that are probably going to be not worth going out with.
Because once upon a time I was like that, and I don't think I was worth going out with then. Well, sure, for a lay, but anything else?
Eh, Not.