And the post below me is exactly WHY I could never be with you and be happy. I believe that’s your mentality, and that is the mentality of a few of your friends too. It’s wrong. There is no way in f****** hell I would put myself around you with that type mnentality, that close. You’r a moronic excuse for a woman and so is she. You’d be intolerable to me, for any amount of time. You’d expect me to just follow you and do what you say and miraculously suddenly agree with and go along with it like the world’s biggest simp when you are straight up wrong? I’d get irritated way too often. I’d want to kill you, and anyone in the same room who shares your though, with my bare hands. I honestly think you’re an idiot.

I’m neutral. I’m not into political b******* gender wars, it’s not a competition, things are much easier than that, love is easy. We are not on the same page. You’re a f****** idiot and it’s obious you’re not pulling your brain out of the retard mentality at this point in time. It’s too bad. I would’ve hoped you would be a sweet quiet loving teacher or something. A good women. Neutral. Clean, nurturing. You’re a f****** idiot, and I’m not fool enough to actually. I know there’s much good intention on your part. You are the type, I would be watching my back 24/7. I couldn’t trust you. You’re the type that would have your husband axed for insurance. You’re a sketchy b****. Funny as it sounds, I would’ve hoped a that losing me the first time all those many years ago would have woken you the f*** up and made you realize. I honestly thought it did tbh. That’s what I wanted it to do. I always thought it did. I had reason and proof that it did.