Humans. Labels. Stereotypes. Games. Rules. Tricks. Decisions. Emotions. Attachment. Heartbreak. Chaos.
Those are the words that just popped into my head after writing down that headline. Here’s my story:
I was feeling down, I had somewhat of a out of the blue break up with a guy that I had only gotten so close to. I got busy with work almost a month after, forgot about him, and what not. Then the time got less and less busy, and all of a sudden he was all I can think of. Let us call him O, not that he is very relevant right now. Anyways, so I decided to follow through with a trend, Tinder.
I am a Hijabi, and it is somewhat looked down on when a girl with my image appearing on a application as such. I had to clearly pin the reason why I was on the app, and it was
‘I am not here to break your fancy, don’t be nasty’
I did that, and I have been on Tinder before, I would tell the boy I am not going to stay here, so this way we would move to another app. Ps. This is how and where I met O.
I would remove Tinder after meeting a decent man or two, and then I would vanish. I came back for my second try, and here I was, meeting this other guy, called A.
He is the typical fuckboy, typical player, typical arrogant guy, but I am somewhat able to see something else to him. He just needs some time to realize that I am not the girl he can act that way around, he needs to watch his words around me, and to my shock, he stayed and asked for my number even after all of that. We matched by the way. Meaning we both swiped right. Meaning we both found the other to be attractive.
I am putting myself in this game, knowing, knowing very well what might come out of. But, that’s what is good about all of this, the very fact that I know the intentions, Personally, it makes everything easier, easier to not get emotionally or mentally attached to his type.
Step 1: Be there all the time, show him that you care, speak to him, and be there.
Step 2: Be distant. Very distant. Make him miss me.
Don’t fuck with me and I won’t fuck with you.