she said: are you looking for something?

Girls and Boys
He swallowed a hand full of thumbtacks. She offered him a glass of gasoline to wash it down with. They made love. 

The girls aren't interested (unless he has some sort of complex)
Some kind of Macho/sad little puppy dog/deeply misunderstood/impenetrable...
Differentiating factor .
They want... 
Hands all over (and over and over and over again...)
No no no. Chaste. Gotta be chaste.
Really, there's no right or wrong way (until she says there is, and then you BETTER BELIEVE you are doing it wrong).

And the boys? They're oblivious, too (unless she's already taken [and ESPECIALLY if the other guy is an ass hole]).
Or has an eating disorder, cuts herself, maybe.
Unattractive as it seemingly comes off, they gravitate towards that kind of thing. 
Suckers for wanting to save the girl. (Growing Up Male rule #1: there is always a maiden, and she will always be in need of rescuing).

No, the boys and the girls couldn't give a fuck less.
At least...not until something isn't quite right.
At least...not until there's a challenge.
There always has to be a challenge. 
Because if it's easy...
If it feels right...
Then it's wrong.

These words ring cynical?
Good. At least the idea of cynicism is still alive.
Daunting those who haven't fallen pray to this
Uncompromisingly arrogant way.
Maybe you will be something like me and despise
This masquerade.
This cat and mouse love hate hate love love game.
Built upon sexism on both ends and preconceived notions of what
Any given boy, any given girl would, could, or should be.