How Guys Flirt


>She calls you by your full name not just a nick name.




> She hits you softly on the arm and laughs when you say something




> She flips her hair when she's talking to you.




>She bites her lip when you look at her




> She touches your arm when she talks to you.




> She says, "No, I'm not telling you who I like!" with a big smile on her face.




> She asks you who you like or who you would go out with seemingly interested.




> When you go to the movies with a bunch of your friends and she is almost always next to you.




> She criticizes you, or acts suprised on a girl you like.




> You catch her staring at you.




>She plays with your hair or tries to put make up on you




> Her friends outside of school and in school know about you, and says she talks about you a lot.




> She knows your mom




>She will try & talk and spend time with you as much as possible




HOW GUYS FLIRT:

> He stares at you alot.




>He hits you a lot.




>He constantly asks you who you like, hoping it would be him




>When he hugs you, he whispers something in your ear




>He uses the first thing that pops into his head to start a conversation with you




>He yelled, "Hi!", to your mom that day she picked you up from school




>He blew off his buds to be with you




> He tries to make you laugh anyway even if he gets hurt in the process




> His voice gets softer when ever you two talk.




>He will giggle when you say something stupid




> You hung up on him. He called you back.




> He called you to talk about nothing at all.





> He imitates your laugh. Which makes you laugh even harder...





> He remembers little things you mention in casual convo





> He sometimes stares straight into your eyes





>He uses every possible way to touch you (your hair, face, thighs,




Hope It Helps

Girls Dont Realize These Things


I'm sorry
that I bought you roses
to tell you that i like you

I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"

I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not a jerk

I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just screw you
like some random guy.

I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date

I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up,and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy

I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry
If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry
that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care

But most of all

I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry
I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry
I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry
That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry
That I cared


I'm sorry
that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with jerks who mistreat them. Well ladies next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, repost as" I'm sorry."

If You're one of the FEW girls with enough GUTS to repost, and you would never make your guy feel this way, repost as Subject "Girls dont realize these things''