Eventually you go numb. Eventually something in you "dies" and you stop caring. You completely lose all hope and naivity. Eventually you set dates with two girls on the same night to see if at least one shows up, and you still have a plan b and c, may it be go out alone.
Eventually you'll get so through flaky and random/disrespectful behavior that you learn that to base your happiness in life over the responses you get from the opposite sex is the road to endless perdition and suffering.
Eventually you learn that the pedestal has only space for you.
That is the moment of breakthrough.
Eventually you'll get so through flaky and random/disrespectful behavior that you learn that to base your happiness in life over the responses you get from the opposite sex is the road to endless perdition and suffering.
Eventually you learn that the pedestal has only space for you.
That is the moment of breakthrough.