Tell me your deepest secret....

No? I have known you for less than a week. Let me repeat that, so you can perhaps think about it a little more. I have known you for less than a week. I have known my closest friends for years and my family has been around my entire pitiful life. Do you think they know my deepest secrets? No. They're my deepest darkest secrets for a reason; they stay hidden in the shadows locked behind a door, to which the key has been lost. Why the hell would I ever tell you anything like that?

Do you find me appealing...

Do you hear your own voice? I know, you wanted to be as blunt as possible, but for fuck's sake.... did you have to word it like that. What were you expecting me to answer? Of course, you fulfill my every desire and I think of you every night while I lay awake in bed. To answer your question, no. No, you are absolutely not appealing to me and this conversation is just making you less and less so.

You're a challenge and i want to crack you....

Stop.

Just stop embarrassing yourself and demeaning me.

It's one thing to think that I'm interesting. To think that there is more about me hiding under the surface and that you'd enjoy learning about it. In fact, someone told me "I think you're one of the most interesting people that I've talked to yet, can I get your number," and I gave them my number.

It's another thing to think that I'm a challenge. You may have had the best intentions, good for you, but goddamn it, you apparently can't think again about the words that come out of your mouth. Maybe I am a puzzle, but that doesn't mean that I'm meant to be solved or that I even want to solved in the first place. What type of girls do you normally talk to, that you can get away with this absolute bullshit.

Okay. Okay.

I probably sound like sound some raving feminazi or I'm probably overthinking it. I've been told, that I should be honored to have a boy obsess over me and call me gorgeous .... I should be honored... shouldn't I?