I have very low self-esteem.
I have to flirt with almost every guy I talk to. I feel like when guys look at other women, I'm not good enough for anybody. Is this normal..? :/
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You have to realize not everything is about looks. People say personality matters but that's not the right word! It's the persons character and mannerisms everything from their laugh to their voice to their smile. You will meet a guy who will think your the perfect stranger, and be smitten by the first conversation. Also life Is beautiful all the good moments outweigh the bad.
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Well, if you have enough guts to flirt, then you obviously don't have very low self-esteem like you originally thought. Women with low self-esteem would feel so bad about themselves that they would be complete shut ins and won't even try to talk to people. And honestly, feeling like you aren't good enough is normal, at least to me. Just know that you're not alone.
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Said tommythecat in a questioning voice. Tommys motives were clear, destroy all humans. Will Tommy succeed? Only time will tell now.
The weapon of choice? Apples. Why apples? Because red delicious apples were delicious. Too delicious.
Tommys favorite color? Purple. Why? Because efff you, that's why.
No one can get in the way of tommythecat, tommy wore sunglasses at night...
and to all of those haters out there, tommy had only one thing to say "Come at me bro."
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[Old Memory]
"Said Tommy the Cat as he reeled back to clear whatever foreign matter
may have nestled its way into his mighty throat. Many a fat alley rat
had met its demise while staring point blank down the cavernous barrel
of this awesome prowling machine. Truly a wonder of nature this urban
predator. Tommy the cat had many a story to tell, but it was a rare
occasion such as this that he did.""She came a'slidin' on down the alleyway like butter drippin' off a hot
biscuit. The aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion in
even the oldest of Tigers that hung around the hot spot in those
days. The sight was beyond belief. Many a head snapped for double,
even triple, takes as this vivacious feline made her her way into the
delta of the alleyway where the most virile of the young tabbys were
known to hang out. They hung out in droves. Such a multitude of
masculinity could only be found in one place... and that was
O'malley's Alley. The air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended)
but not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as she sauntered straight to behind the alleyway. She knew what she wanted. She was lookin'
for that stud bull, She was lookin’ for that he cat. And that was me. Tommy the Cat is my
name and I say unto thee..."
Say baby do you wanna lay down by me?
Say baby do you wanna lay down by my side?
Ah baby do you wanna lay down with me?
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