drama

In a subdued sense, Rules is kind of based on drama. Make him want you. Make him think he can't have you. Make him understand that if he wants to see you every day, he has to marry you. Make him wonder if you'll say yes to any given invitation or question, so it's a game that he has to win to try to get you to. If you can actually figure out a way to create this artificial demand, it works incredibly well. He will want you. Badly. (Aside: the Rules as expressed is a rather unsophisticated and not particularly reliable method for creating artificial demand for yourself - if you want the lesson in "how to create artificial demand - and probably a bloody mess," give me a call. I have years of expertise.) But it's still just a game. A chase. Excitement. Drama. Despite what my track record will tell you, I don't want drama. I have absolutely no use for it. I don't even know if I want excitement anymore, if this is what I have to go through to get it. I want someone to end the day with, who I like to hold and kiss, who doesn't drive me fucking crazy. And who likes me for reasons other than because he thinks he won me as a prize.