There come a point...

There comes a point when you should just call it a night. Sometimes things just don't go your way. Tonight has been one of those nights. I can't handle rejection well. So oh course my reaction to rejection is to drink a little more. Causing me to send out random texts.  Viscous cycle.

I don't understand it. I hate the guys here in Miami, whether actually from here or not. Either way, long story short I invited someone over and got denied. Of course it was "nothing to do with me" situation. I call bullshit. I guess I can be to intimidating and come on strong. But damn. Sometimes a girl has an itch and guys make it so difficult sometimes. They can do it, why can't I?

Grrr....