Before I get into the anecdote, I'll say that the word "inspires" should probably not have been used. I'm mostly frightened. I'm only inspired in the single, trying-to-smash, state of mind. This type of nonsense is not beneficial at all when/if trying to find something substantial and significant.
Anyways, girls initiating hangout sessions and then flaking is a bit of a trend, and those girls acting like everything is all gravy when in person is a bit of a trend as well. Will try to get out all the necessary info in as little paragraphs as possible, I apologize in advance.
There's a girl, we'll call her VO, and a guy, we'll call him BK.
I've known BK longer than VO. I met VO on Cinco De Mayo. BK & VO were sexually involved at the time, I don't think they were exclusive though, I'm pretty sure that they weren't. VO likes to blow trees but BK doesn't. VO inquires about me burning with her and I obliged, and she said that she envisioned us being "good friends." Initially, I thought that she made the comment on basis of my fondness of weed, but it as her tone of voice and her body language that had me curious.
VO is an eccentric gal. Very expressive, displays assertiveness at times and shyt, displays impatience and anger at others. There's some Mexican spot she wanted to go to, that no one else seemed interested in, and she was angry. At BK's crib she's telling me about it, and asks me if I'd like to go. I ask, "is BK going, too?" she replies "no" and says that "it should be fine."
Never ended up going but did burn with her (in the vicinity of other people). When I left, I told her that I owed her for smoking me out. Nothing serious, just me trying to be cordial and reciprocating.
VO is a liberated gal. Got a sense of that from first meeting her, got more of a sense of that through a discussion with BK about her antics, and even more of a sense of that when I ran into her a month after meeting her. Quick thing to note, during the convo with BK, he made it seem as though he'd be down if me and her did end up doing something. I'm not/wasn't trying to pursue this girl, but the concept of her fellatio game came up, and BK doesn't like dome, and I love it, so he was like "you should link up with VO"
I exchange numbers with VO the 2nd time seeing her. Was at a party. She was clearly inebriated and the concept of me owing her a smokeout came up. She was hugged up with some dude, but still got really close to me and kissed me on the cheek before leaving. I sent a message to her phone with my name upon initially getting her number. This was around 2 a.m. She sends a "hi" back at around 3 something. Even though I was still very awake, I shouldn't have said anything back. I did, and then about 12+ hours later, I inquired about a match session which got a "Would love to but I'm dry" response. Cool, you're sober now, you've reached your senses. Let's just delete this number
I run into VO again two nights ago at a bar. She's extra faded, brehs. I show up to the bar dolo, and this girl was heavily on my D when she spotted me. She's being kind of nasty, nasty in the sense that she was trash talking the folks she was with to me. She was verbalizing that sweet talk to me, as well. Telling me that she has a crush on me, and that I'm beautiful, and all that jazz
The "I would like to smoke you out and watch Netflix" talk came up QUICKLY. She was trying to plot an escape route. Weird situation because she drove two cats there, but wanted to find the best way to leave them at the bar. More silliness about this, one of the guys she wants to leave sells bud, and she needs to pick up more bud
Brehs, I'm the one who owes this girl a smokeout. But now she's telling me that she wants to do me a favor for "making her day" on Cinco De Mayo. Now I'm a really great person & shyt. "I hope I'm not being too forward," she said. Deadass, she brought up the whole, go back to the apartment, smoke, and watch something, idea like 4 or 5 times, trying to see if I was down, and I told this chick yes the first time.
The fukkery magnified when BK shows up to the bar. I don't talk to BK like that to even know where he stands with this girl, but the impact of emotional ties that sex brings is real, like my mans Reincar has stated. When I asked a closer friend about the status of VO & BK a month prior, he told me that he didn't know, and to ask BK.Also, no escape route can be that successful when this grungy bar is a one way in, one way out kind of setup.
VO & BK end up speaking. I clearly remember VO telling me BK that I was her "saving grace"
She was putting her freedom on full display. Here's what's frightening to me: seems like sexual liberation trumps all boundaries. Trumps all limits. Me and BK aren't best pals, but I'm cool enough with this cat that I'd feel hella weird for consciously doing physical things with a woman that still has an impact on his feelings. Maybe that's me being too selfless, because I'm sure there's some cats I'm fairly cool with that would get it crackin with a broad I'm involved with no hesitation, but it's still an odd scenario. That's a big test of maturity.
VO might've told BK something about making love, had to have told him something. Peep this. Me and VO are in her whip, nug acquired, and parking in her apartment complex. We're about to burn, watch cartoons, and then who knows? BK probably had an idea, because not even 15 seconds after VO pulled into her spot, I see this nigguh, brehs.
I turn to VO, and ask, "You knew he would be here?" and she says "no, no I didn't."
It's around 3 in the morning brehs, and these two are arguing hard AF. VO is unstable, but I found out that BK is, as well. I'm sitting here stuck.
VO:" You're never assertive enough, BK, you're not assertive"
BK: "I'll be assertive with you right now"
VO:"BK get out of here!"
BK:"You always do this! Will you just talk to me?!"
Just a small bit of the fight I had to endure. I'm too far from the crib to walk, brehs. I'm so conflicted, I'm so confused, so perplexed by the situation that I'm numb. VO wants me to hop back in the whip so she can drop me back off at the crib, cause night's over now at this point, but BK wanted to drop me off too, I figure that he thinks that if I got in the whip with VO, that something would still go down. There was like a 3-5 minute window of them both begging me to get in their cars. One of the saddest moments of my life, brehs.
TL;DR cliffs version
Reasons for my fear:
-Noticing a correlation between sexual liberation and mental/emotional instability.
-Hardly anyone keeps it 1hunna.
-Seems like some women like to cover their tracks, or keep their text-slates clean. Chick tells me that she has a crush on me and all this other lofty jazz, but doesn't really say anything to me through text
-The impact of inebriation is massive. Chicks are getting wavy, and then uncovering all their interior motives and feelings. Kind of good in a sense that if you're single, and catch a chick that's flaking on you, maybe you'll have success. Very scary if this type of gal is one you're partnered up with, and you're not out with her on a particular night.
-Trust issues. Most of this makes me think of trust issues. You could be with a girl, and she'll be all "Baby I don't like him, I promise, he text me and I didn't say shyt back, I promise" but, that impromptu encounter, inebriation thing could cause some wrinkles.
All case-relative though, I'm not saying that this stuff happens in full, this are just my scenarios. Sorry for the essay. Hopefully my cliffsnotes suffice.