Quite audacious of you to attempt flirting with me. Even bolder to entertain the notion that someone like you could stand a chance with someone like me. Let’s not delude ourselves. It’s almost comically sad and pitiful to think you could approach me. But deep down, I suspect you desired this interaction. Sure, you approach women in hopes of a potential connection, perhaps even intimacy. However, I believe you secretly revel in the rejection. It’s a peculiar win-win scenario for you. Either there’s a slim chance of getting lucky or you indulge in the personal sting of rejection, which oddly arouses you. For you, the intimacy of rejection is as close as you’ll ever get to genuine connection with a woman. Years of being turned down have led you here. Don’t assume I’m oblivious to your intentions. I see right through your facade. I know you have a penchant for women with a mean streak.
