its not what you do, its who you are.

the way you flirt doesn't turn me on, not a single bit.

the way you talk is a turn off too. you think you sound so hot with the things you say but i shudder in cold disgust when i hear you speak.

if you think your lame jokes amuse me, i am not.
and i am certainly not entertained by your humour, or lack of it.

maybe its not your fault i feel this way.
maybe its because i don't give a shit about you, at all.
and if i can't even be bothered to listen to what you say, there's no point trying so hard.

so whatever you are trying to do, stop it.
its not going to work and its only making me dislike you more.
you reek of desperation.
and it disgusts me.