"Hey, I got an idea. You should get a tattoo that says "Warning". That’s all, just a warning. So the potential victim can take a left and safe breath and avoid you, sober and upset in the morning"
Something about having to argue with a man about not wanting to sleep in his bed with him makes me so uncomfortable. I politely declined and then I tell you to stop touching me like that. When someone doesn’t give you permission to touch their body, you need to listen to them. Half-heartedly apologizing and blaming it on how “beautiful” I am is pathetic.
You asked me out for drinks this weekend and I can’t wait to tell you to go fuck yourself.