DevilKisses wrote:
I tend to attract special ed boys who live in a foster home and come from abusive families. They have absolutely nothing to offer me and I have absolutely no attraction to them. I'm not even attracted to boys in general. I like girls. I tend to like girls who are "edgy and badass" who are not in special ed and are independent. Too bad those girls don't like me. I'm just an invisible girl who's hiding in the closet.
hale_bopp wrote:
I had a whine to mum about special ed people hitting on me, and how they're the only people who actually approach me.
Mum's response "They do it because they don't have the intelligence to realise you will say no"
Everyone, even Megan fox gets these type of guys hitting on them. Don't be discouraged.
Is it just me, or is there in these posts a strong implication that a large and not very well defined set of males (what exactly counts as ?special ed??; I?m probably one of those) simply have no business in the dating world, no matter what they do in their whole lives, so they should know better than to try and just give up, or worse? In fact, it seems to irk you both that they won?t. The latter message sounds to me like, ?If you?re smart, you?ll know better than to approach me [and probably any woman at all]?.
It?s hardly the first time I?ve found this kind of view. On the other hand, DevilKisses, as it?s been already pointed out, the girls you like probably feel towards you the same way you do towards the boys who hit on you, so they most likely find you no more ?worth dating? and are no less annoyed because the likes of you won?t give up on dating for life. Noöne has even suggested you should give up, though, but you?re actually getting advice on how to keep trying.
Not everyone at your age has even a chance to be in the dating market (I?m not even talking about succeeding in it), as has been made patent in other threads, especially not being straight?or pretending to be. If you ask me, you should cherish that privilege.
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