Wednesday, August 25, 2010
No means no
Sometime I wonder why they don't get it. No means, no. How hard is it to understand, "I don't speak no other language." I tell you, "no I don't want to drink." "No I don't want to have sex with you." "No you're truly a mean bastard." And even in times that you're incapacitated and cannot say verbally no, you think your malicious body language or even your shy pull away from the situation would be a fucking clue. Yet they are persistent. Never ending always persistent. But then again I look at myself and say "Molly, you're a full fledged hypocrite." When people tell me no I think I am persistent to a certain point and then eventually I get the picture (even if I am still emotionally persistent). In a certain situation , I , myself have been persistent. Always buying for attention. My roommate said something interesting to me today, "Maybe you're chasing cause he is running." I laughed and then had the dissatisfied expression of "fuck , you're right." So in this situation of no means no I am going to take my own advice.
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