Essential Quick Lil Gems on Dealing with Women
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Damn brehs
So dentist lady stayed the night last night, and we went out tonight before I dropped her home. We went out to a restaurant/bar first, then dancing at a club. We're having a good time, and she feels comfortably enough to ask me that question at the restaurant.
"What are we? What's your relationship history?"
So I give a short answer of course. "I had a relationship that lasted two and a half years, that ended last year. I've dated here and there since but nothing serious."
I'm thinking that she'll give me some banal answer in response, but she drops two bombs on me.
Bomb #1 "I was married at 20, divorced at 21"
Bomb #2 "I had an on and off relationship after the divorce, that's lasted until this year April. But I'm over him."
So I'm like
Whatever you brehs are thinking right now, is what I was thinking then
So...we head out to the club afterwards. Having a good time, and we go to the bar to get drinks. While we're waiting for our drinks she shows me a video on youtube. Then I see two text messages in succession from a breh named Randy
"Heyyy
"
"Yooo...what you doing right now?
I said nothing, and she exited out the messages right quick.
I'm now looking at a lady who's done her best to get into that girlfriend action as a bit sketchy now. I think I will go out with that teacher tomorrow now
So dentist lady stayed the night last night, and we went out tonight before I dropped her home. We went out to a restaurant/bar first, then dancing at a club. We're having a good time, and she feels comfortably enough to ask me that question at the restaurant.
"What are we? What's your relationship history?"
So I give a short answer of course. "I had a relationship that lasted two and a half years, that ended last year. I've dated here and there since but nothing serious."
I'm thinking that she'll give me some banal answer in response, but she drops two bombs on me.
Bomb #1 "I was married at 20, divorced at 21"
Bomb #2 "I had an on and off relationship after the divorce, that's lasted until this year April. But I'm over him."
So I'm like
Whatever you brehs are thinking right now, is what I was thinking then
So...we head out to the club afterwards. Having a good time, and we go to the bar to get drinks. While we're waiting for our drinks she shows me a video on youtube. Then I see two text messages in succession from a breh named Randy
"Heyyy
""Yooo...what you doing right now?
I said nothing, and she exited out the messages right quick.
I'm now looking at a lady who's done her best to get into that girlfriend action as a bit sketchy now. I think I will go out with that teacher tomorrow now
These chicks always got a next man upDamn brehs
So dentist lady stayed the night last night, and we went out tonight before I dropped her home. We went out to a restaurant/bar first, then dancing at a club. We're having a good time, and she feels comfortably enough to ask me that question at the restaurant.
"What are we? What's your relationship history?"
So I give a short answer of course. "I had a relationship that lasted two and a half years, that ended last year. I've dated here and there since but nothing serious."
I'm thinking that she'll give me some banal answer in response, but she drops two bombs on me.
Bomb #1 "I was married at 20, divorced at 21"
Bomb #2 "I had an on and off relationship after the divorce, that's lasted until this year April. But I'm over him."
So I'm like
Whatever you brehs are thinking right now, is what I was thinking then
So...we head out to the club afterwards. Having a good time, and we go to the bar to get drinks. While we're waiting for our drinks she shows me a video on youtube. Then I see two text messages in succession from a breh named Randy
"Heyyy
"Yooo...what you doing right now?
I said nothing, and she exited out the messages right quick.
I'm now looking at a lady who's done her best to get into that girlfriend action as a bit sketchy now. I think I will go out with that teacher tomorrow now
She wants to talk about you, her, or the relationship between you both. That's it.
Don't talk to her about sports. Don't talk to her about politics. Don't talk to her about fashion. Don't talk to her about videogames. Don't talk to her about Kim Kardashian. Don't talk to her about daytime television. Don't talk to her about drugs. Don't talk to her about cars. Don't even talk to her about money.
You, her, or something that relates to either one of you. That's all she's interested in talking about. You can see a woman's eyes light up when she realizes that she's about to get the chance to talk about herself for the next hour. It's amazing how basic and banal your questions and responses can be, as long as the topic stays focused on you, her, or your relationship with one another. Try to talk about something "stimulating" though, like a book you recently read, and her p*ssy will dry up on the spot.
Right: "I read 48 Laws of Power recently. I doubt you need to read it though, I feel like you're already using some of the advice naturally."
Wrong: "I read 48 Laws of Power recently, and it was super interesting. Robert Greene is such a great author..." blah blah blah, you see the fukk up.
You can talk about whatever you want as long as it relates specifically to you or her. Preferably her though, obviously.
Don't talk to her about sports. Don't talk to her about politics. Don't talk to her about fashion. Don't talk to her about videogames. Don't talk to her about Kim Kardashian. Don't talk to her about daytime television. Don't talk to her about drugs. Don't talk to her about cars. Don't even talk to her about money.
You, her, or something that relates to either one of you. That's all she's interested in talking about. You can see a woman's eyes light up when she realizes that she's about to get the chance to talk about herself for the next hour. It's amazing how basic and banal your questions and responses can be, as long as the topic stays focused on you, her, or your relationship with one another. Try to talk about something "stimulating" though, like a book you recently read, and her p*ssy will dry up on the spot.
Right: "I read 48 Laws of Power recently. I doubt you need to read it though, I feel like you're already using some of the advice naturally."
Wrong: "I read 48 Laws of Power recently, and it was super interesting. Robert Greene is such a great author..." blah blah blah, you see the fukk up.
You can talk about whatever you want as long as it relates specifically to you or her. Preferably her though, obviously.
Thanks for the jewels y’all. Past few months I got a promotion, been killing in the kitchen and starting to not stress dumb shyt. Overall, my life is getting better incrementally. I’m still suspect on the bar scene. I’m trying to limit my drinking for health reasons but the bars be hitting with shorties. 
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Be the type of man that inspires a woman to listen to rnb only one type of man gets a woman to do that
Jhoon
Spontaneous Mishaps and Hijinks
The simp in me wants to give her the benefit of the doubt, but the reality in me says it’s all part of the game.These chicks always got a next man up
My game is severely lacking here. Only things I cook are Steak, Chicken Parm, and NachosThanks for the jewels y’all. Past few months I got a promotion, been killing in the kitchen and starting to not stress dumb shyt. Overall, my life is getting better incrementally. I’m still suspect on the bar scene. I’m trying to limit my drinking for health reasons but the bars be hitting with shorties.
Them shyts be hitting tho
This is gonna be the shortest and most to the point post i'll ever make on here. And y'all take it for what it is:
I met a great woman when i was 30 (late bloomer, only had one girlfriend prior to her).
Technically she was my first true relationship because the girl i was dating before still lived with her ex.
During our 5 year relationship, i was a dirt bag (infidelity on my end, with about a dozen women, i would travel by myself internationally, not defend her when people spoke ill of her weight, etc). She never did me wrong, was always there for me (opened up the door every single time when i would come home at 3 a.m., sometimes after chillin with other bytches).
Broke it off with her because i had to be honest with my self (i was no longer attracted to her) and thought the grass would be greener on the other side.
It's been 2 years and two months and life has been miserable. The women have been fukkin horrible... deplorable. Baggage, attitudinal, flakier than a factory of kellogg's cereal... just bad times overall.
She was supposed to be the mother of my chul'ren, but i was too clouded by immaturity and selfishness.
In restrospect, i had it great. I was her king and i never reciprocated the feelings.
Now i wake up every fukkin day with remorse and regret.
She was my savior when I was care taking for my ill mother (god rest her soul). She been thru it all because her father passed away of MS. Who could have empathized and knew what i was going thru better than her?
On the week of our two year break up... i was balling. My eyes just didn't stop tearing up. And i was on vacay with the homies too.
Perhaps cuz i knew what i had and it was gone forever (yes, i messaged her hello on the 4th of july. There were no sparks in my celebration that night... the response was nil).
If this is the cosmo's way giving me karma... then i have to accept it.
Nowadays, i hide behind material things and just work 6 days a week to keep my mind occupied... party heavy on the weekends knowing that i've been taking meds for my liver damage.
I'm really really fukkin sorry for the things i've done... i just never could bring myself to really tell her, be honest with her...
And this is what i'm gonna have to live with.
Staring at "What coulda been" through my rearview when i drive drunk at night. The family we coulda had. The life we coulda enjoyed.
She was literally the companion/lover version of my mother.
Now they're both gone.
.
I met a great woman when i was 30 (late bloomer, only had one girlfriend prior to her).
Technically she was my first true relationship because the girl i was dating before still lived with her ex.
During our 5 year relationship, i was a dirt bag (infidelity on my end, with about a dozen women, i would travel by myself internationally, not defend her when people spoke ill of her weight, etc). She never did me wrong, was always there for me (opened up the door every single time when i would come home at 3 a.m., sometimes after chillin with other bytches).
Broke it off with her because i had to be honest with my self (i was no longer attracted to her) and thought the grass would be greener on the other side.
It's been 2 years and two months and life has been miserable. The women have been fukkin horrible... deplorable. Baggage, attitudinal, flakier than a factory of kellogg's cereal... just bad times overall.
She was supposed to be the mother of my chul'ren, but i was too clouded by immaturity and selfishness.
In restrospect, i had it great. I was her king and i never reciprocated the feelings.
Now i wake up every fukkin day with remorse and regret.
She was my savior when I was care taking for my ill mother (god rest her soul). She been thru it all because her father passed away of MS. Who could have empathized and knew what i was going thru better than her?
On the week of our two year break up... i was balling. My eyes just didn't stop tearing up. And i was on vacay with the homies too.
Perhaps cuz i knew what i had and it was gone forever (yes, i messaged her hello on the 4th of july. There were no sparks in my celebration that night... the response was nil).
If this is the cosmo's way giving me karma... then i have to accept it.
Nowadays, i hide behind material things and just work 6 days a week to keep my mind occupied... party heavy on the weekends knowing that i've been taking meds for my liver damage.
I'm really really fukkin sorry for the things i've done... i just never could bring myself to really tell her, be honest with her...
And this is what i'm gonna have to live with.
Staring at "What coulda been" through my rearview when i drive drunk at night. The family we coulda had. The life we coulda enjoyed.
She was literally the companion/lover version of my mother.
Now they're both gone.
.
Jhoon
Spontaneous Mishaps and Hijinks
Call her. Get back with her. And you will be cheating on her again in no time.
The grass is never greener.