It's fucked up, but there's a reason why I had the best time with women who were insecure in their formative years. Even if they later realized they were beautiful they had a sense of needing to work to be desired.

And I could be all sorts of different reasons: used to be fat, grew tall way earlier than everyone else, was the only person of their ethnic group in their school, has a prominent scar or birthmark. But their adolescent experiences helped drive their attitudes towards others, and I found it most fun to date or even befriend people who had once had something to prove.