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Midnight Silhouette

The outline of your profile

The heat from your skin on my shoulder

My fingertips grazing your thighs

My feet tracing the bones of your toes

That is how I shall remember you

Your midnight silhouette

Your cologne

My sweet lullaby

lay beside you skin on skin

I wanna get lost in some corner booth
Cantina Mexico
I wanna dance to the static of an A.M. radio
I wanna wrap the moon around us and lay beside you skin on skin
Make love ’til the sun comes up, ’til the sun goes down again
‘Cause I need you

-I need you by Tim Mcgraw

Worst Date Ever: Hurt People, Hurt People

On a past date that I will forever classify as the WORST DATE EVER and that I  personally refer to asdate with that guy who threatened to throw acid in my face I was slewed with a plethora of insults and attempts at defaming my character.

I may at some point make an entire post dedicated to the horror that was that date. But for today, I want to focus on his accusations that I was:

                             stuck up

vain and…..

self-entitled                

Now granted, much thought shouldn’t be given to the ramblings of a crazy man. But I was particular intrigued by the fact that these false assumptions of my character were all formed based on my physical appearance.

See throughout the date there was constant references to my ‘pretty face.’ And even when he threatened to assault me with acid..it was promised to be thrown specifically in my face. And even when he said he would show up at my apartment and beat the crap out of me…it was particularly so he could ‘fuck up my face.’ But what was especially telling was when he described himself. He was absolutely certain my rejection of his offer to move in with him (yes this was the FIRST date) or at the very least allow him to perform cunnilingus, was all due to the fact that he was a vertically challenged dark-hued man (ie short and extremely dark-skin) I found this accusation to be amusing because 95% of the guys I’ve had a crush on or dated since kindergarten have been of a darker pigment.  Probably due to my love for my father who is also of a darker complexion and my quest to find a husband that matches his hero like quality.

My thing is…this ‘man’ immediately assumed that my repulsion of him had everything to do with the fact that I thought I was too pretty for him AND nothing to do with the fact that he acted like an ass the entire date and simply put…nothing about him was impressive.

This date was a classic example of how someone’s perception of you, says way more about them than actually of you. His perception of me was directly related to how he viewed himself and the things he obviously hated about himself. This, my lovely readers, is why I encourage everyone to take some time to explore and fall in love with them themselves first before entering the dating world. Developing self-worth and self-love is the first step in building a solid foundation for a successful love life.

What stories do y’all have about your worst dates?

The Soulmate Quote

Soul mate.

Two little words, one big concept. A belief that someone, somewhere, is holding the key to your heart and your dream house. All you have to do is find them. So, where is this person? And if you love someone and it didn’t work out, does that mean they weren’t your soul mate? Were they just a runner-up contestant in this game show called “Happily Ever After”? And, as you move from age box to age box and the contestants get fewer and fewer, are your chances of finding your soul mate less and less?

Soul mates: reality or torture device?

sex and the city 

Let’s Play Pretend…

I used to think that the hardest thing a person had to do was pretend that they were  in love.

Then came the day I was told to pretend that I wasn’t.

by justmike

the “…just because it’s Valentine’s Day” post

With Valentine’s Day being only a few short days away,
I thought I would share some romantic quotes that I found. Some are a lil cheesy
…but that’s not always a bad thing lol

“We need a witness to our lives. There’s a billion people on the planet… I mean, what does any one life really mean? But in a marriage, you’re promising to care about everything. The good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things… all of it, all of the time, every day. You’re saying ‘Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go un-witnessed because I will be your witness.’” –Shall We Dance?

“No. No, you can’t… STOP. Please don’t go away. Please? No one’s ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave… if you leave… I just, I remember things better with you. I do, look. P. Sherman, forty-two… forty-two… I remember it, I do. It’s there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I… and I’m home. Please… I don’t want that to go away. I don’t want to forget.” –Finding Nemo

“I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.” –The Fellowship of the Ring

“I love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you, not only for what you have made of yourself but for what you are making of me.” -Roy Croft

“Love must be as much a light, as it is a flame.” -Henry David Thoreau

“Love is like a friendship caught on fire.” -Jeremy Taylor

From: Me and My Loves
To:  You and Yours

Happy Valentine’s Day

**p.s the first quote was probably my fav

Fresh Start and Assurances

but then he said

Yes! I have a past. I’ve been in love, I’ve had fuck buddies, girlfriends and “I probably shouldn’t have done that” moments. I come with baggage. There is nothing I can do to change that. In fact, I’d be lying if I told you I regret it. But I can tell you this; I’m in love with you. I want you.  And even though I have history with these females, I’m committed to building a future with you. Let’s move forward together.

….and it made it all better.

Warning: I sleep with all my friends

He was tall, well built and handsome. 

He once lived in London and with that in common we shared a nice conversation that lasted about 10 minutes.

I was warm, full of smiles, extremely friendly.

No I did not flirt with him. That is a fact I am certain of. Because just a few minutes before, when he unexpectedly knocked on the front door, he interrupted my make out session with the owner of the apartment we were in: his friend.

Both men walked me to my car. I was embarrassed at the idea of this stranger knowing what I was up to and the conversation the two might have in my absence. But I was also a little disappointed that my make out session had ended abruptly. Still I smiled and waved politely as I drove off.

A few days later I got a call from an unknown number. It was the tall, well built and handsome guy from the night before. He got my number from ‘our’ friend because it was obvious to him that I liked him. He then continued with the weirdest conversation I have perhaps ever had with someone. He insisted that we should be friends and that I verbally accept his friend request. It was strange but I didn’t want to be too impolite so I responded with

“Friendships are something that develop over time but you seem like a nice guy so we will see…”

I guess it was enough for him because he continued that if we were to be friends, I would have to promise never to call him after 10pm.

His reason?

He is in fact a married man and his wife gets very jealous of his female friends and

always checks his phone when he is home.

At this point, it became obvious that something was wrong with this guy. But before I could get off the phone…

he got even weirder.

He wanted to give me fair warning that he “always sleeps with his female friends”

As you can imagine, I was pretty taken back. In hindsight I should have just hung up the phone but instead I tried to make it clear to him that I had no intentions of sleeping with him. He chuckled because he heard what I was saying but still wanted to let me know what ‘tends’ to happen.

The audacity!

But also, I couldn’t help but me astonished. I mean I have heard of ‘game’ and thought I had seen every play in the book  but THIS one, I didn’t even see coming.

Needless to say, I hung up the phone.

But my question is, do women actually fall for that?

I can only assume it would not be in his playbook if it had not garnered him some level of success…

The Scarlett Sensation

Fingers are my weakness.

They have a direct path to an elusive spot

and when you mix that with tongue….

….moisture flows.

Mountains; Kilimanjaro in resemblance

But you don’t stomp up these mountains

you gotta float up

with warm breath and a tongue that caresses

and soon….

…peaks appear.

Tease me

Tempt me

Bite me

Screw me.

Knees hit sheets as he plows and he grinds

Innately

Naturally

Instinctively

Biologically.

I succumb.

Reasons I Should Have Not Given Him My Number

  1. He described me as Hot. Not beautiful
  2. He stunk of cigarettes. Not the ‘i’ve smoked a few smell, but the ‘my clothes haven’t been washed in weeks so the stench is now drenched in the fabric’ smell
  3. His first question to me was “You ain’t married right?” Now if I can overlook the grammar, I shouldn’t have overlooked the possible projection
  4. He was wearing a long gold chain. In the grocery store. On a Sunday afternoon.
  5. His first text to me was “WYD” He couldn’t even type a proper sentence. He couldn’t even have included the question mark.

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