Someone sent me a really old photo today from 9th grade with my much more handsome younger self and a cute girl with her arms wrapped around me.
Reminded me of when women used to throw themselves at me when I was that age but I was deathly afraid of doing anything. I didn’t kiss my first girlfriend for a month.
The one time I had 2 promiscuous girls sleep in my bed with me in like 10th grade and I did nothing is permanently seared into my memory.
I’m 35 now and single and that just doesn’t happen anymore. Not sure if it’s because I aged poorly or because they’re all just married with kids at this point.