A person who asks many questions just to hear herself speak. This person will ask three or four questions before you are given the chance to answer the first question.
How's ur day going? Are you OK? Are you mad at me? How are your kids? Do you think it's a yeast infection? You now feel as if you've been question-jacked by the questionator! Holla! GCR! GCR! GCRH!
Whenever a question is able to be formed about a certain idea, principle, or physical thing, and there is concern about its validity, the idea, principle, or physical thing has become questionable.
"Kevin, did you see that girl? She's so freaking hot!"
"Yeah, dude, would you tap that?"
"I don't know man, I heard the entire football team did..so that's a pretty questionable vajayjay."
I'd been reading things through the week and had more questions and now I've got sidetracked and they're gone π§
Coincidences again though.. 3 things in your posts from the last week that all link me back to her in the same way..
Though I did forget to mention the 2nd to last moment we had.. I don't know how.. it was the most intense eye contact I've ever had in my life..
I don't even remember how it happened we were only feet from each other both leaning on the bar.. I looked up.. she was already looking at me.. into me.. with such a deep.. moody expression.. her eyes on fire..
We don't seem able to hold eye contact often.. probably a good thing cos honestly, I just want to pick her up and leave everytime.
That might have only been maybe 4 or 5 seconds.. the urge to just kiss her took over everything it was all I could think
Also, I missed your wisdom this week. Need a contingency plan for future UD failure I genuinely might have gone crazy if this had stopped for good!
All my questions disappear when I think of those moments.. I've spent all night long thinking about her again
Waking dreams that I long for.. it makes me ache so bad..
But also, awakens something deep inside me, something only she can access.. I'm dying to set it free
How do you expect me to be hard when I cant tell you I love you while Im making love with you; i dont get to hold you afterwards and you're not even going to like me the next week?
How could I ever love again?
How could I do that to myself or to anyone else again?
Why would I tell you Iβm in love with you if I didnβt mean it?
Why donβt you understand that falling in love with someone when you are not looking for it and you already think you are in love makes it even more real?
Why does your pussy fit my face so well? (well it does, Iβm just saying)