Most people fall in love with the way you think, not with the way you look.

I am the first to declare looks matter, yes. They’re kind of the “minimum requirement” thing, yes. However. That’s not what people fall in love with. They fall with your brain…

Therefore, you have to risk it. You have to talk about yourself. Give them something to love about you.

You know what men tend to do a lot which is soooo tiresome it’s.. Ugh.

I’ve known some guys that keep paying me compliments year after year after year after year… They talk to me online almost daily. How they like me. Love me. Respect me. They’ll be there for me. I can rely on them, talk to them, yes…

And I don’t know the first relevant thing about them.

I don’t know what music they like. What do they do for a living and why? What do they do for fun? I don’t know what they want out of life and love and, indeed, me. What they dream about.

And they haven’t told me enough about themselves that would prompt me to ask more. I don’t care yet. I just don’t give a f.

Maybe I should, but you know… Help a girl out. You know what’s interesting to you, don’t make me fucking guess.

Stop being a compliment-automat and just share a bit. Do we have anything in common except the fact we both think I’m interesting as f?

I’m pretty sure I’m not the only girl who feels this way.

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