I think I said earlier. Something about how the more you text a girl the more you seem like every other nikka thats chasing her.
Cause its times I am in a girls presence and its like the girl is

and cant get enough of you. but when you try and text em they all

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Too lazy to find the post
Only time I text is if I'm just beginning to get to know the girl or if i'm setting up something, confirming something or need something as small as directions or a time to meet at. Even then calling is more efficient.
Thats the thing breagham, you have to give off the idea that you are even too busy for HER ASS.
They naturally gravitate to a guy who seems to have his life in order (work, goals, aspirations, ample social circle, recreational activities in gear, food buff, music aficionado etc.).
Girl Im talking to now, met her July 4th (I told yall the story).
Any who, in July, I only got ONE day out of her and that was to watch Spiderman because her schedule was soooo hectic. Any who, she prefers phone calls (and thats okay with me because she has a very soothing/unwinding monotone but sexy voice).
Theres a lot more to this story, which involves me not responding to her until the next day (which I doubt shes accustomed to cuz shes haught).
Long story short, she was testing my patience. I waited it out cuz my ex told me that dealing with sistas; you have to take it slow because too many unworthy dudes always tryna holla and she prolly thinks you a playa (she said I was charming and a bonafied ladies man which isnt true, so I had to tread carefully).
So, after a few weeks of messages and just as many phone calls, exactly one month to the day when I initially met her, I was tired of having to wait to see her cuz of her work load, soft ball tournaments so frequently and family/friend visiting throughout the summer
i actually professed my feelings (but not the way youd presume).
I called her last Friday and said,
Mariam, I think youre a cool ass female. I enjoy hanging out with you, youre cool peoples whos passionate about the things she loves. And not to mention, the way you eat popcorn like a messy child is sexy to me. So with that said, i wanna see you tonight.
She hesitated for a bit. Proceeded to tell me that she has to wake up early for another softball tournament and that her room was extremely hot and didnt feel like carrying up the ac machine up herself (cuz afterall, she has a bum wrist).
So this is how I ended it.
Baby, dont even put yourself thru that kind of a stressful situation. Ima swing by in a bit to help you with that air conditioning unit. Well set it up, watch some television, hang out for a couple hours. I really need to see that smile of yours.
Then she replies,
Do you remember where I live?
The rest is history.
You know whats funny though? Even though she didnt give me any true indicator, even went to the corner store to cop a pack of rubbers, something about this time felt so right.
So when I get to boos crib, I axed her if I could use the restroom.
And when I lifted up the toilet seat
lo and behold
FRESH NANI HAIR TRIMMINGS!
Haha.
Lets just say I went in on that shiit like I knew it would get back to her teammates the next day.
*sighs*
Just be a little persistent, showing that you want them without coming off thirsty. The only thing that i had to do right... was be patient.
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