But you already
have cleavage! My excuse is that mine will never look like that, so I find cleavage fascinating! Not sure what yours is.

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In fairness, I stare at my own sometimes too...
Yeah, I think that's pretty fair. But again, it depends what kind of lazy you are. I'm incredibly lazy, but I'm willing to put in a lot of work if I feel I'm making something totally awesome. So it's not so much "lazy" as it is "efficient with my effort."
But yeah, "drinks too much" is a quantifiable trait, especially if you get trashed like, 4x a week or somesort.
I'm lazy about things like doing the washing up, walking places rather than getting taxi's etc, but no i'm not lazy as in having no drive. I'm an incredibly ambitious person and will give something I care about my all no doubt.
I don't drink 4x a week, 3 at the very most. It's not really about the frequency of it, it's more just that when I do go out drinking with friends, I always drink way too much and wake up very ill and feeling like a complete idiot, even though they are telling me I was just funny.
But I just think 'wow yeah, that couldn't have looked very attractive'.
Well, a lot of that stuff, you might not think is attractive in a few years. If you have a place you own as opposed to something you are renting, wouldn't you take pride and keep it tidy?
I think you missed my point... i'm saying I think those are my unattractive traits NOW. Not just in a few years. Those three things are points from my cons list that I consider need to be changed pronto.
As for taking pride in a place that was my own... honestly I don't know. The problem is, i'm tired pretty much all the time. I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, and I work two jobs as well as going out a couple of times a week and drinking. It makes things like washing up and tidying my room seem the lowest priority for my effort.
If I just had the one better paid job and went out less, i'd probably have more energy for taking pride in how my room looked.
As oppose to being lazy, do you want to be working at a pub all your life? I mean a better job may curb some of that laziness.
I don't just work at a pub. I work in advertisement sales for a newspaper. And did you miss the part when i'm moving to the city in july to get a better job, because I don't want my waste my degree in journalism.
That's my dream i'm trying to achieve. And it'll be incredibly hard work.
But no I don't think chasing that dream is going to make me feel any less lazy about doing the washing up
Lastly, don't think that many people would want to be a 40 year old who drinks to much.
I mean you're in your early to mid 20s now and a lot of that stuff can be overlooked, but wait a couple of years and yeah, some of it can curb themselves on their own.
Well yeah... but i'm talking about now.
My girlfriend isn't religious, so it's not that.
But what you described is what she talks about. Only instead of her first sexual experience, it was making out. She says she didn't feel like herself after the first time she made out.
She's 21, and she is pretty inexperienced. I am only her 2nd boyfriend, and while she's only my first legitimate girlfriend, and I'm still a virgin, I have had more experience in the physicality department. I've fooled around with 2 different girls, and I've made out with I don't know how many different girls. Plus, even with her being my first girlfriend, I still think there's a natural wisdom that comes from being 28 versus 21. Whereas she's 21, but doesn't have even the experience with guys that I have with girls, and my experience is hardly anything.
It's funny, a friend of mine was dating this guy for a bit who had no experience with girls what so ever. And that was a turnoff for her, stating she couldn't be with a guy who had less experience than her. I never knew why that was an issue, and never understood why girls would get turned off at my lack of experience. But now, I can see a reason why. I'm with someone less experienced than me, and considering my experiences are nearly zip, it's a weird feeling.
Oh, I dunno where I got that she was religious, sorry!
But yeah, it does sound similar.
I forget sometimes what I used to be like about intimacy.
I had my first kiss at 15 (unless you count a kinda lame one at a game of spin the bottle), and it was pretty damn awful

Saliva running down my chin

And I still carried on going out with that guy for a while, never really enjoying kissing him cause it was always gross. But he seemed to like it, so I did anyway (as well as the stuff I mentioned earlier). Always felt wrong though. In the end I dumped him cause I couldn't even look at him without being grossed out.
I spent the next 3 years pining over a guy who eventually tried to use me for sex. He knew about my feelings for him, but we'd become really close friends... like we were spending every day together, and sometimes just falling asleep cuddling. Basically he came onto me one night, and the chemistry was through the roof... I was tingling all over. Nothing about that felt wrong

I thought it was my dream come true... but I sort of realised just before we actually DID it, that he didn't love me and was just using me... and I really wanted to have my first time be love. So I stopped it, he said maybe I should sleep in the other room and shut the door in my face, and I never really forgave him for that. (*side not* I eventually did sleep with the guy a few years later, and it was massively dissapointing

).
That's when I met my ex. The guy who had waaaay more sexual experience than me, but who said he was perfectly happy to wait. The guy who, even when I said I wanted too, made me wait because he wanted to be sure that he was the right one for me.
Sounds perfect right?

I thought so. I was so absolutely sure he was the one.
I don't regret it one bit though. I mean, it was a perfect moment in the moment, where I felt I had lost it in a loving relationship. Knowing about the men he was sleeping with around the time and for a while after, who were my friends as well, and who he did it with in the same bed, sometimes when he'd seen me that very night... well it cheapens it... yeah... okay... it's totally not good...
But if not him, I might have been you're 21 year old girlfriend with no sexual experience, afraid of intimacy and grossed out by sexual encounters.
As it is, i've had plenty of experience now, and am completely comfortable with my sexuality.
Okay, and after saying all that, I have to ask: Do you love this girl?
Cause if not, and if she was anything like me, maybe she's right to be holding out on you. She should wait for someone who's the one.
I might be regressing...
I just miss that innocence in a way, and I wish I hadn't been tricked into loosing the one thing that was most important to me in the world back then.
Sorry, that turned into a bit more of a rant than it was supposed too...