I know I make too many pointless confessions too often. But, here comes another one.
I am a pampered child and I am not oblivious of the fact. Anyone who thinks they can tell me that and break my heart, can start looking for something else to say. Because, this is something I am really proud of.
Well, this post isn't really about me being pampered. It is about the fact that people tend to build wrong impressions when they get to know this fact. And it is worse when its guys who think that pampered brats are easier to date because they are vulnerable and attention seeking freaks. Well, I would not want to comment on that. But, when it comes to me, here is an advice: don't even try.
I am not looking to be pampered, no. I am not looking for someone to open doors for me. I am not looking for someone to pay for my meals, either. All I am looking for is a friend. A friend I can hang out with. I have no intention of disturbing anyone at 4 in the morning. No, I am not looking for a best friend forever. Just somebody is can suit up to go to Juhu beach with me at 2 AM if I get a chance to jump off the walls of my hostel someday. Somebody, who is okay with twisting his ankles bungee jumping; even if he cannot fall head over heels in love. Somebody, who would take me to theater and promise not to snore when he sits by my side. Somebody, who can watch a crappy movie every weekend and sit and just talk if it sucks beyond expectations. Somebody, I can try all the new cuisines available in this new big city of Mumbai. Somebody, who can cater to all my stupid whims and caprices. I am looking for a friend here. Any candidates?
I am a pampered child and I am not oblivious of the fact. Anyone who thinks they can tell me that and break my heart, can start looking for something else to say. Because, this is something I am really proud of.
Well, this post isn't really about me being pampered. It is about the fact that people tend to build wrong impressions when they get to know this fact. And it is worse when its guys who think that pampered brats are easier to date because they are vulnerable and attention seeking freaks. Well, I would not want to comment on that. But, when it comes to me, here is an advice: don't even try.
I am not looking to be pampered, no. I am not looking for someone to open doors for me. I am not looking for someone to pay for my meals, either. All I am looking for is a friend. A friend I can hang out with. I have no intention of disturbing anyone at 4 in the morning. No, I am not looking for a best friend forever. Just somebody is can suit up to go to Juhu beach with me at 2 AM if I get a chance to jump off the walls of my hostel someday. Somebody, who is okay with twisting his ankles bungee jumping; even if he cannot fall head over heels in love. Somebody, who would take me to theater and promise not to snore when he sits by my side. Somebody, who can watch a crappy movie every weekend and sit and just talk if it sucks beyond expectations. Somebody, I can try all the new cuisines available in this new big city of Mumbai. Somebody, who can cater to all my stupid whims and caprices. I am looking for a friend here. Any candidates?
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U Always have me for that..!!
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