I know that it's foolish to idealize and romanticize, but there something in me that longs for genuine things. A genuine compliment, maybe, with no ulterior motive--no trying to break down boundaries that weren't meant to be broken yet.
I can't really explain what I feel when I see those videos on Youtube of the guys who pick up girls to show other guys how simple it is to pick up a woman. Those women are treated like disposable item. Those guys are looking for numbers to collect and then dispose of, not for relationships to build.
Because what kind of relationship is built from a pickup line like: "Hey you, put your number into my phone"? And I get why they do it. I get why the girls go along with it. But we're missing something. We're missing something.
This is what it screams to me: We're missing something here.
We're missing respect. Respect and spontaneity. There is a pursuit, but it has a highly manufactured quality to it. A formula to go by. Steps to follow. They do it so often that it's like they could be following the steps in a self-help book. And they're teaching others how to do it. Teaching them that if they do this often enough, if they stick through with it, through the rejection, that they'll eventually get a yes, a number, a date.
I know I have no right to tell anyone how they should live their life. Sometimes I barely have my own act together. You just gotta be careful that you're not increasing your confidence at the expense of others.
But I'm just saying. That's how I feel. And I think that once a girl gets a taste of the real thing, they'll always know that with everything else, something is missing.
I can't really explain what I feel when I see those videos on Youtube of the guys who pick up girls to show other guys how simple it is to pick up a woman. Those women are treated like disposable item. Those guys are looking for numbers to collect and then dispose of, not for relationships to build.
Because what kind of relationship is built from a pickup line like: "Hey you, put your number into my phone"? And I get why they do it. I get why the girls go along with it. But we're missing something. We're missing something.
This is what it screams to me: We're missing something here.
We're missing respect. Respect and spontaneity. There is a pursuit, but it has a highly manufactured quality to it. A formula to go by. Steps to follow. They do it so often that it's like they could be following the steps in a self-help book. And they're teaching others how to do it. Teaching them that if they do this often enough, if they stick through with it, through the rejection, that they'll eventually get a yes, a number, a date.
I know I have no right to tell anyone how they should live their life. Sometimes I barely have my own act together. You just gotta be careful that you're not increasing your confidence at the expense of others.
But I'm just saying. That's how I feel. And I think that once a girl gets a taste of the real thing, they'll always know that with everything else, something is missing.