Best of Craigslist - Dear J

I made a post last week that I entitled, Best of Craigslist. I thought it went over pretty well, though, nobody commented on anything and that’s ok. I don’t do this for the power. But as I mentioned in that post, I am a frequent browser of Craigslist. So because I spend so much time on there, I have decided to make it a recurrent theme on here weekly. The following is a paragraph from this weeks Best of Craigslist…

Why wont you call me back? We had so much damn fun together. Why the fuck would you not call me back? I seemingly didnt fuck up at all. Maybe I did though? Maybe I should have taken more charge? Maybe I should have been more affectionate. Maybe I should have been more touchy feely? Throw me a fuckin bone. Im not THAT smooth of a fucking criminal. I group up sheltered for God Sakes. I went to fuckin private school. You expect me to know pimping 101? Fuck.

But regardless of all this, I miss you. And thats strange, cuz I shouldnt miss you. I shouldnt be attached to you at this point. Youre not even that hot. But Im still so fucking into you, cuz ur such a good person. And your smart. And funny. And fucking cool. And I want to go to dinner with you, and have deep conversation together. And I want to share dessert. And then i want to go for a walk, and hold ur damn hand. But how in the fucking world, i am trying to figure out, DID I FUCK UP?????????? WHAT THE FUCK??

J, I am sick of meeting all these other single girls. I want you. You have the good heart. You have the mind. You and I have fucking CHEMISTRY for crying out loud. How can you ignore such fucking strong chemistry?? HOW?????

And if you just wanted me to fuck you that one day, in your bosses house then you obviously not who you think I are.

But maybe I should have just manned up and fuck you anyway.

Fuck.

Until next week…salivate on those words. Enjoy.