To the guys who would ask out nearly everybody else. Everybody but well me. when you finally seem to run out of dates. everybody thought you would ask me out. then how did you respond to that? "god her that would never happen."  Well, why the f*ck not, was I not pretty enough. Did the bones of my hips not stick out enough beyond my flesh. Was my virtue too pure? For your none existing standards. Or perhaps my personality ***** more than all the girls ******* on you. but unfortunately for me, I would take this as a challenge because my parents pounded the idea that I could do anything I wanted. For the first time, that advice became family. I flirted, I teased, and I hinted all but getting on my knees and begging you to ask me out. My 13-year-old self seised to have morals all so I could date the one guy I had always been too good enough for but god it felt great to prove you wrong. To prove that at the last chance of a girl you would go for me and now the jokes on you.