Where I Usually Never Go

The phrase "taking someone for what their worth," usually brings a sour or scowling response from a person... Freaky Petey, I have no other choice than to be straight forward with you and out of character at that. You make my mind jump in so many different ways... Where to start: You know you're one of my Franks: I EXPECT YOU to not deny that. You really come across as a serious fool in love with me at times, and a sleazy and mean player at other times. While I usually never keep the tally nor even fight to give myself the credit of taking a man for what he's worth, my out of character is. I've been very pursuant of Jack; I've kept you mostly ignored; I've made very little action or no action at all to fight for you or try to win you. I really haven't liked the mystery of the arbitrage and just how questionably mean of a man you can be when you stay positively aggressive and pursuant of me at the same time. ..... It's the men who I think are out to take whatever women for worth he can, I usually refer to as "competitive." I usually don't mind the friendly or not so serious competition, but when I'm set in my ways and satisfied with myself, I just am. When I don't want to change who I am for a man, I just don't. When a man challenges me, it is sometimes dependent on the situation with how complicated or deceptive I am in a man's will to be conquestial. I am rarely ever straight forward with the issue of the challenge because I know I can't win. I usually let the man think he has won knowing I will never see myself as his conquest and quietly will never even want to care to know whatever his supremacy is. "Sure man, you win." I really hate their karma when they catch onto my mockery like its the same for them to mock me back with "sure, I win." Like I'm out to be their barbarian. ..(I appreciate the sharp shooter who does acknowledge what I think of the majority of men with the poor shooters and judge of characters they are with "Rusted Muskets." I still don't know Rusty and while I know you're still a mystery meat with him Petey, "Rusted Muskets," wasn't me meaning to aim that at you. I don't know enough about your sense of judgement, but someone else does and they must not like the way you talk about me in ways I may not always see.) ..on with it: ..They don't either pay attention enough to "truth in action," or follow through with a rightness or fairness and they would rather lie or try to be a blackmailer about it. When men are typically barbaric and conquestial, they just are. Not enough men know how to have a challenging way to fight either. I know piggishness more than anything, and the minute they feel they deserve to have a final say shuts me off and makes me shriek. The term: "fair enough" disgusts me..... Had you not come across as a clown in some instances, Freaky Petey, I wouldn't sound so harsh or have such a violent defensive growl. In another mind's eye, I am curious to watch "When Harry Met Sally," and you really do make me curious for you when you seem to be a fool like you seriously love me and want to love me. You have an indescribable way with me and you and your persistence is really breaking me right now. My Regina Spektor saying "Always one foot on the ground," to you too Petey. I'm coming to a stop in keeping you denied/taking you for what your worth. You're too much of a distant Bruce Almighty right now and it's not that I havn't fell for the god complex before, but it is the way a man never stops with his god complex that loses me too. You have an acknowledged chance with me right now and I'm still not over Jack.