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I love most women and most women love me. Of course there’s a few bad apples (honestly I don’t know any personally, in my real life, currently)

I see it and feel it every day, and sometimes I throw it back at them.

I was forced to hug one the other day who seriously loves me. I obliged. She made me. Like her clinging to me going “hug me….” and then when I did she says “tighter… hug me…”

Today a woman I work with, she’s an attractive woman around my age, always calls me by my full first name, which I’m alright with. It’s my name and I made a joke about that the other day when the boss equated it to me being in trouble. I was like “yeah…. OR…. no… I’m not gonna say THAT” which made her laugh. She said hello to me this morning as usual, asking me how I was, how’s it going, etc, I was trying to squeeze by her in a congested enterance. She was looking extra nice today, wearing a nice dress with a cool print on it, I almost straight up said “WELL, you look nice today…” instead I told her “you’re looking very Stevie Nicks today…” which was a compliment and actually is the truth sometimes. She sometimes wears shawls, and things that remind me of SN. She had a good laugh at that, the office secretary who heard it made the observation “yeah…. THAT’S the vibe I was getting…” so I’m not wrong.

It takes a while, and not that she was ever hard to win over, she’s always been nice to me but it’s nice to win over some women who are not always nice. They’re tough, they are sceptical, cautious but me being me, I give space, I don’t judge, I be me, I don’t shy away from them, I don’t take things personal and it’s nice to see them slowly turn from cautious and skeptical, to really liking me on some level and why shouldn’t they? Even if it’s platonic.

I’d f****** kill myself in a world without women tbh.

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