upon meeting more and more of them in real life, girls that are so starved for attention have bcome such a turn-off. im not saying anything about who they are, or how attractive they are, as most that do are beautiful.
but more or less its just kind of sad.
somewhere down the line they lost trust in single person's words meaning anything.
the insecurities are only held back by adding " friends", posting comments, getting testimonials. whatever. the irony is, most will say, especially on myspace, that they dont want messages that say only "youre hot" or "can i bang you". but if you didnt want those questions asked, you wouldnt be half naked. you wouldnt spend hours finding the sexiest picture to put up, just to get the most response.
insecurity is not hot. makeup hides nothing.
i want to meet a girl that wakes up after a dozen long islands, takes a picture of herself at 6 am, and is comfortable enough with herself to post that picture.
ive recently met a girl who had all these hot pictures up. and she told me about how she hates starfuckers and groupies.
but then i meet her at a club, and shes got a digital camera ready, taking so many pictures of herself its sickening. she is her own paparazzi. not to mention the fact that she took 100 pictures with guys from like 10 bands. so what was that about not liking groupies or starfuckers?
to her:
youre not important. nobody is important. especially no one is important enough to take hundreds of pictures of themself all night long.
there is no attention paid to actually having fun, just trying to get pictures that make it look like you had fun.
i just dont get it. are there any real people left in this world?
i wanna know what a girl likes when shes buying toilet paper and dog food. the real world. that is where you find beauty. not in tricky lighting. all girls get a little bit sexier in fishnets. the right clothes can do alot. but then youre not even looking at the girl, youre looking at the outfit. youre attracted to the idea of who that person is. but the ones that try too hard, have no idea who they even are. and that is who you have to stay away from.
on the howard stern show, they call it the "daddy didn't love me" syndrome, and its absolutely true.
i spent some time thinking about my ex's and what has gone wrong. every single one of them was from a divorced family. every single one of them hated their father. every single one before or after me had a terrible drug problem. and every single one of them lives life in small two-year sections, and then repeats. fails to learn. fails to grow. fails to find who they are. keep searching for that sexiest picture of yourself.
the harder you try, the less it works.
a girl is either beautiful or not. it doesnt require makeup and hairdye. dont get me wrong, i love girls in fishnets, with makeup and hair dye. they are sexy. but then you actually meet them. you get to know them. you learn about how daddy didnt love them. you learn about how they dont love themselves, and therefor can never love you.
there are always exceptions to the rule, so fuck off with the hate mail defending yourselves.
but more or less its just kind of sad.
somewhere down the line they lost trust in single person's words meaning anything.
the insecurities are only held back by adding " friends", posting comments, getting testimonials. whatever. the irony is, most will say, especially on myspace, that they dont want messages that say only "youre hot" or "can i bang you". but if you didnt want those questions asked, you wouldnt be half naked. you wouldnt spend hours finding the sexiest picture to put up, just to get the most response.
insecurity is not hot. makeup hides nothing.
i want to meet a girl that wakes up after a dozen long islands, takes a picture of herself at 6 am, and is comfortable enough with herself to post that picture.
ive recently met a girl who had all these hot pictures up. and she told me about how she hates starfuckers and groupies.
but then i meet her at a club, and shes got a digital camera ready, taking so many pictures of herself its sickening. she is her own paparazzi. not to mention the fact that she took 100 pictures with guys from like 10 bands. so what was that about not liking groupies or starfuckers?
to her:
youre not important. nobody is important. especially no one is important enough to take hundreds of pictures of themself all night long.
there is no attention paid to actually having fun, just trying to get pictures that make it look like you had fun.
i just dont get it. are there any real people left in this world?
i wanna know what a girl likes when shes buying toilet paper and dog food. the real world. that is where you find beauty. not in tricky lighting. all girls get a little bit sexier in fishnets. the right clothes can do alot. but then youre not even looking at the girl, youre looking at the outfit. youre attracted to the idea of who that person is. but the ones that try too hard, have no idea who they even are. and that is who you have to stay away from.
on the howard stern show, they call it the "daddy didn't love me" syndrome, and its absolutely true.
i spent some time thinking about my ex's and what has gone wrong. every single one of them was from a divorced family. every single one of them hated their father. every single one before or after me had a terrible drug problem. and every single one of them lives life in small two-year sections, and then repeats. fails to learn. fails to grow. fails to find who they are. keep searching for that sexiest picture of yourself.
the harder you try, the less it works.
a girl is either beautiful or not. it doesnt require makeup and hairdye. dont get me wrong, i love girls in fishnets, with makeup and hair dye. they are sexy. but then you actually meet them. you get to know them. you learn about how daddy didnt love them. you learn about how they dont love themselves, and therefor can never love you.
there are always exceptions to the rule, so fuck off with the hate mail defending yourselves.