This wasn't Jason's 'job/role' to be my savior, but he did such a great job in such a short time of touching my life and giving me part of his heart.
Maybe it was like 'my acquaintance (spa planner)' said to me on Sunday evening, I live too much like my "chick flick drama movies"?! Is that true? (If you know me, answer that one). Or is it just that I am living how these movies are reflected?
Admittedly all that he did for me felt so good, but after it was over, I realized it was just that - another story! My moment of happiness was over. Pop in another video or grab the next book...
Why can't I just have THIS... (lol) - honestly!!
Men, (just like I told the planner) be careful - if you create a desired trust from a woman: showing them old fashioned courtesies, being sweet, romantic and loving - this WILL make us feel important and want you very much! That doesn't mean that we don't expect this for a long time, we know that it sometimes will eventually fade. But for what you created, we will give you that Scarlett O'Hara, Salma Hayek, even Audrey Hepburn did it... "pull me close, rip my clothes off, lift me up and take me sex/passion/love making session". But once its over, where do you go from there? If you create it - own it! Yes, you lead with your penis during that moment, but stop denying that if it feels that damn good, keep it or create it again. And we will be thinking that you do want to keep us around...
So heed my 'warning' there are women that still want that strong, independent, very male dominant character. Yes, the one that continues to make us trust and want you. Not just for the one moment.
So heed my 'warning' there are women that still want that strong, independent, very male dominant character. Yes, the one that continues to make us trust and want you. Not just for the one moment.
There's the story I couldn't share with Jason (even one of his favorite actors was Cary Grant).
My own true 'longing' and desire!
I won't have the fun of sharing these stupid 'stories' with Jason any more and my one true Rhett Butler (brother) is gone from my life and I'll continue to live in my fantasy (drama chick flick) world, and most likely continue to fall for the wrong damn guy. I will wait for the next LEAD to swoop me up, take me in his arms and tell me to SHUT THE HELL UP (that's really what Rhett was saying) and wake up the next morning and wonder, what the hell happened and why am I still here?? I was born in the wrong era - see, that's why I wish I was an original Bombshell...
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