By now it should be apparent that I am slightly obsessed with foreign men. This results in some rather interesting text exchanges.
Friday Feb 25th:
12:21am Habibi: Hello my love!!!
Me: Hi
H: You will stay my love forever
Me: What's up?
H:Where are you come to see now
H: Habibati are you in the bed?
Me: No out on the LES with my friend.
H: I'm home I can't sleep
Me: My friend just ran out out and left me alone at this pizzeria
H: I wait for you take cap I pay for it
My friend L and I had gone out earlier in the evening to watch a Japanese folk singer from Astoria play at Pianos. After the show,the guys from the band came over and gave us free drink tickets because they said we seemed like the only people who were really into it. Then we met these crazy guys who grabbed us and started dancing with us. They bought us more drinks. Needless to say we ended up wasted at a pizza place in the LES. That's where my friend got into a fight with the guy at the counter who swore she ordered 2 slices and she swore she only ordered one. She stormed out in a rage and left me there drunk and confused with my pizza. That's when Habibi started contacting me. Meanwhile this other guy sat down next to me and we preceded to have a 45 minute long conversation about race relations and black men dating white women (he was black). Habibi was calling and texting me the whole time. In the end he drove into town and swooped me up in his minivan. Then the other guy started texting me, "You are cool. We should hang out sometime. XO". Habibi took me to his place fed me chocolate, climbed in the shower with me, washed my hair for me and put me to bed. I was wearing a vintage dress he had given me from his store and my stockings had a hole in them. The next day he pulled out a new pair of tights and gave them to me. He can be really cool sometimes.
Tonight as I write this its snowing/raining outside. I texted Habibi earlier to see if he wanted to hang out.
I just got this message from him:
'I'm staying home very bloomy wether' (I think he means 'gloomy'...)
Oh, all of this makes me laugh. Not in a mean way, its just funny to me.
2 comments:
Is it possible that you like foreign men because you don't have to take them as seriously?
A good question. There could be some truth to that but if they were more serious about me, I'd be more serious about them. I would have married my ex boyfriend from Brazil, he was so sweet and I was totally in love. At this point, I have just learned to give what I get. If it seems like they are not sincere, then I don't take them seriously.
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