Yoga brings many-a-thoughts to my head.

I take yoga to clear my head. It's a nice change of pace. My thoughts are always more clear and as obvious as it sounds, the meditation deepens my thoughts. I have more philosophical discussions with myself during yoga than I do at church. Ha. Bad I know.
So as the teacher was instructing us, I was contemplating some recent changed in my love life.


I'm not a stereotypical nice girl
(manipulative, passive, pushover, dependant, looking for a man to complete me)
I don't like many people.
Boys fall in love with me too fast.
I know why, it's because I'm totally irresistable.
But I know what I want and I'm going to get what I want or remain celibate and unattached.
The words "give him a chance" are equal to suicide of the soul.
Flattery is not flattering.
When you worship me, put me on a pedestal, and expect me to be a stimulator of your visual interest.
What you are doing is objectifying and demeaning me.
Your superficial behavoir is not going to make me fall in love with you.
I don't need someone who has more issues than he can control. I am not his therapist.
Insecurity is not sexy, it's a turn off.
I can't relate to him. I have a dark, caustic sense of humor. My mind works in a completely different way. There are things I would never dare utter in his presence.
I don't need to hear emotionally leeching comments.
I'm not interested.