My eyes are getting me into a lot of trouble...
I think I have the beginnings of a harem. Mother did teach me to keep my pimp hand strong, so I know there is absolutely nothing wrong with talking to several guys simultaneously - especially since I have no intention of committing to any of them. I'm gun shy...what can I say?
One might assume that some sort of conscious effort on my part goes into all of this. It doesn't. And if you've kept up you now it's not like I'm putting out. Well....not really. Light-hearted tomfoolery is a necessary pleasure. So what is it that keeps them coming around??
Good question. Two weeks ago I was asked, and gave some cheeky remark, "Well obviously it's my stellar looks and personality." But after recent events this past week I had to ask that very same question. What is it about me that sends them in droves?? Because really, I thought I had perfected the Leave Me the Hell Alone face. I polled a panel and the unanimous response was my eyes. I have "flirty" eyes.
My eyes "kill them."
"Please just look this way so I can see your eyes."
"Epiphany, you have the perfect eyes for the role."
I don't know what that means... So, if you are one fascinated with my eyes. Please elaborate what exactly it is about them, so I can go ahead and rectify that. But don't worry. I'll still let that light in my eyes shine for the harem. Those men have a special place in my heart. *aside* It's because they dote on my inner attention whore.
UNwritten.
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