The only thing worse than the head-slamming hangover resulting from your Saturday night blackout is the pang of horror that hits you when recollecting the texts you sent the night before. Whichever disastrous message outcome came from combining mistakes ten (wazup wher chi at) and three (send me a pic of that ass), chances are she can no longer take you seriously—or thinks you’re a pig.
Instead of the first message, perhaps make a reference to your first meeting. Maybe something like “Those whiskey sours at the bar were so good, weren’t they? Looking forward to having drinks soon” – that is if you both happened to be drinking whiskey sours when you met, but the point is to make a reference to where you met/something you were doing in common, but make it brief…you don’t want to go too into details and come across as stalkerish!
I always text my girl that I hope I’m in her dreams and she always ends up dreaming about us and it makes her love me even more. She told me that I had some sort of power over her dreams that I could make her dream about me and dream about us. I was kind of shocked too but then I tried to do it on myself, like you know, wish myself a dream where we both were together and I dreamed of her. I actually did and it was amazing. I did it every single night and she was right, I had some sort of power over dreams. I tested my power out on her again. I told her that she would be dreaming of us fucking as a joke but she really did! She called me up and said she wanted me. LOL