So tonight I was reminiscing about this previous summer and something stuck me like a fvkcing lightning bolt.
I met this girl who worked at the same restaurant that I did. She was about a 9.5/10. She had this sexy mosaic skin, kind of like the color you would see on a 48 ft yacht. She had this god damn Indian woven hair, similar to Pochahontas. Her ass was fvcking GIGANTIC. She had the kind of ass on her that could turn DSM straight (in all seriousness). She had all her shit together, had a 4.0 and attended NYU, also was the head captain of her cheerleading squad..
She would flirt with me non stop, joke around by saying "when are you taking me out to dinner", basically wanted my c*ck 110%. How did I react? I didn't give her the time of the day. I barely even spoke to her, had absolutely no intrest. She was just about perfect and I wanted NOTHING to do with her. Why? Because I am a fvcking asshole.
I guess the old cat string theory is really true. If you dangle a toy with a string on it in front of the cat, it goes crazy trying to get it. If you lay the string on the ground, the cat wants nothing to do with it.
Welllll, I am about 15 miles from NYU at my school and I haven't heard from her in over a month. She is getting a phone call tomorrow, but of course its gonna be too late. Why was I so god damn stupid!?!!???!!? Someone kick me in the nuts next time you see me
