haskalmighty

I am a hot girl. The picture in my profile? It is very, very sexy and alluring. Everybody, post in my journal and pretend like you care about what i have to say! Cleverly disguise your selfish lust in layer upon layer of wit and charm! I will return the favor by 'leading you on'. I will let you all think i'm sincerely 'looking for' a 'sweet' guy, and i will constantly grumble that nobody 'understands' me. I will allow you to believe that you, possibly, could fill that position. I will relate all my dialogues with a severe personal bias, to make it seem like i'm far more eloquent and reasonable than i actually am. I do this simply to rationalize my own inadequacy, because i cannot bear to think that i am not perfect.

Do you want to have sex with me? Do you stare at my pictures and clap politely, or do you fondle your privates like a savage beast? Do you consider my exhibitionism a form of art? Do you consider yourself sophisticated, an elite critic of the finest pornography, a bold pioneer in the quest to eradicate Victorian ethics? Are you a stoic arbiter or a desperately lonely romantic?

Do you love me? Do i benefit from your virtual company? If my car breaks down, can you give me a ride to the garage? If my boyfriend and i get into a fight, what advice would you give me? Do you know my boyfriend? Is he a person to you, or a character in a play? A foil for my panache and calm; an unreasonable oaf who doesn't deserve me. Not the way you do... Can you offer any insight into a fictional universe sprung entirely from my imagination?

But here is my body! Therefore, confirm my preconceptions! Strengthen my imperfection! And i will protect you from real love; from having to know a real person with faults and foibles and embarassing fashion. Bow to me, the hot girl!