Saturday afternoon, three women told me their feelings for me in their individual fashion. I mean, one after the other, after the other, after the other. Weird man...
What. the FUCK.
This is bad. Very very bad.
Just when I thought I had cut it down to two chicks I find the most attractive to "hang out" with on a more personal level...
By the way, none of them are Sailor Mouth from back in May or the girl I just sent the birthday package to.
