The4455 wrote:I feel obligated to go out with girls that like me, that I don't like, just for the skae of their self esteem (mine is fine, thanks)
I have like the opposite of that. I am terrified to contact girls even when I know they like me. By "know they like me," I mean boned me on the first date. Ladies, just remember, if you think a guy is being a jerk to you, he's simply a coward. Call him up and say, "Hey, put your schlong in me!"
This also reminds me of when I was in high school and this one girl liked me. She looked like a chubby hamster, so I didn't want none of that. We were both in Acting class with the "cool" teacher who had a faux-hauk, was in a band, and didn't believe in desks, so I always had to try and sit on the floor as far from her as possible. She kept following me though. I had to deny her Facebook friend requests like three or four times.
Then there was the time a friend of mine really liked me(which seems obvious as hell in retrospect), and I asked her to prom presumably as a friend(big mistake on my part). Yeah, that didn't go well. She wrote a Regina Spektor-esque song for the school talent show about how terrible I am. Now, she lives in Israel and allegedly can't touch men until she is married. Moral of the story: There's a very thin line between cool chick and crazy bitch, and it only takes one man to push them over. I just happen to be that man.










