2 thoughts….

I find it funny, I’ve only experienced it once in my life, but it’s women who like to stir up s*** shut and cause an insane amount of drama. I meN like they end up getting their a** kicked too, everybody gets tucked up, fine. It is what it Is, s*** happens, s*** ends, it’s over, life goes on but then like 7,8 years later they pop their ugly face up and aspect you to care still. No, sorry the war is over, I don’t care anymore, maybe go kill yourself…. You retarded c***.

Also though, I agree with the last post from the guy about men are victims, and that’s alright as long as you guys can see it and avoid it. You can’t be out there thinking with your duck at all. This probably is t the site for that but you really better be thinking with your brain when it comes to women these days.

Girls, are dangerous. Not that I even look at a girl under 20, any girl under 25 scares me. Your best bet, especially with laws is don’t even lol at a girl under 25. They are crazy, and they will hurt you when it comes down to it. Don’t even look at them.

My rule is 25 and under, but the other thing is you don’t need to go to prostitutes. I’ve thought twice about a I would NEVER put my d*** anywhere near the literal hookers I see on an almost daily basis. I wouldn’t touch that, but you do need to be picky. You need a cool chick. Like a girl you can be friends with, she’s not a c***, she’s not a stupid feminist c***, she’s not a slug, she’s a strong but cool and real woman. My rule is if shes got your back, really, she’s a keeper. I met a chick in 2012. Work. We started almost at the same time, doing different things at the same place. A team. She was short. Cute. She was 27, I was maybe 37, 38. I was coming out of a boat load of misery. I started this job as part of a new or differet direction for myself. Her and I bonded naturally. And what got me with her is there were times where she had my back, truly. Like me falling on my a**, I could see out of the corner of my eye her starting to bolt. She was a tough little chick though too, like I said she was short, but feisty. She had no bones about snapping on me for no reason because shes in a mood sometimes. And normally I’m the kind of guy who will be like “what the hell is that? Why are you talking to me like that?..” which usually pisses a woman off at certain times, but with her I took it. I let it roll right off, and she was back to normal next day. But she really had my back, I saw it many times, and I remember times, little things like her walking by a door I’m standing in, and the hood on her coat got hung up on the hook handle, she was that short, she didn’t even look back, didn’t say anything, I reached down and flicked the hood off the hook and she just kept going. Little s*** like that. Unfortunately she left after a few years, but she did keep coming back. She eventually got married, but she would come back for a visit, we’d go out and sit there on a bench, she would be staring at me from the side and then she’d go “do you have a girlfriend get? Are you ever going to have another one? You know they’re not all that bad Right? They’re not all like her..” and I never once talked about or brought “her” up.

THAT is a cool chick. She made me see myself as something good after a time I was starting to actually believe I was a p************. And it was real. Couldn’t have been more real. That’s what you want. It’s rare, it’s hard. You need to really watch who you f*** with. You need to watch who the chick you’re f****** with, is f****** with. You end up with a woman who has a friend like the fist stupid b**** I mentioned. I have never been closer to bloody murder in my life