Ok, so you fucked this up. She was into you – you got the number, you set up the date, but she flaked. You showed your hand too early, and acted a bit needy. It’s ok. You’ve lost. Move on. Delete the texts, delete the number, and stop thinking about it. Focus on your fucking job, focus on school, focus on yourself – a year from now, you’ll be extremely angry if you let a girl you barely know get in the way of your career or academic success. Do you want to lead an interesting, meaningful life? Thought so. So grind it the fuck out and stop being a little bitch. Great men don’t let a girl they barely know take over their life.

Those intense feelings you have swirling around in your head? Yeah, that’s just biology – in order for us to keep existing as a fucking species, we need a strong incentive to reproduce. So as real as your “attraction” may seem, keep in mind that you don’t know her that well – its biology speaking, not your heart.

Oh and you are most fucking definitely not texting her again in the next few weeks to set up a date. If she texts you, go, but don’t fucking hope for it.

Now don’t you dare turn this into a “wow what a bitch for rejecting me” or “how could she not be interested in me” thing. She has every fucking right not to be interested in the little sycophantic bitch you’ve been. You’re better than that, so fucking show that to women; don’t be a needy loser.

I know she might have been interesting, smart, emotionally stable, and hot as fuck. But there are other girls who fulfill those criteria. The reason you feel so bad about this has nothing to do with her specifically. It has to do with a general sense of dissatisfaction you feel with your life; feeling bummed that you haven’t scored your dream job, feeling bummed that you’re not in peak physical shape, feeling bummed that you’re not a Rhodes Scholar with an undergrad degree in math from MIT.

So here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to go fucking running today. You’re going to start fucking working out. You’re going to find a new hobby that you’re crazy about. And next time you see a cute girl, you’re going to fucking approach her – chances are she doesn’t fit your criteria, but there’s no downside. Talk to women to learn what they’re like – not to impress them or “pick them up”.

For the next little while, though, your focus is your career and working out. Keep your fucking eye on the prize, because you’ll be dead eventually.

Tl;dr: Have some goddamn self-control. You are not your emotions. You are not what a girl thinks of you.

Edit: I didn't expect this reaction at all - thanks so much guys!