Essential Quick Lil Gems on Dealing with Women

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[360dagod]

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.





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I think you need to tell her all off this and take the potential short term L...she might violate you, but that's gives you the closure...

Its obvious this is bothering you and I dont think you will move on until you get this off ya chest...

2nd..you need to clean up and stop damaging your body so you don't be on a machine by 40...

Go to the gym and start doing cardio..

It seems like your sinking and havent hit rock bottom yet...

 

[Youseenmywork]

 

[MikelArteta]

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

marrid for one year we know who initiated the divorce

then and on and off relationship for years and years that just ended 4 months ago

Proceed with caution breh, remember just because she is a dentist doesn't mean she is "smart" in relationships and dating. Women will always go with emotions. It will go from I like you to me and Randy have alot of history he's really changed now and this is so touch you're such a great guy but....

 

[MikelArteta]

my nukka @Sharp dropping to much knowledge. Women prob plotting underground how to take him out

 

[MikelArteta]

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.





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Go after her what do you have to lose? You'll be in the same spot you are now if you "lose" but at least you know you tried
. But it is tough though it's been more than 2 years since my ex fiance broke it off, i've been on hundreds of dates in that time met hundreds of women all over the world even casually dated here and there and i've yet to find even one woman that has even half of her qualities. It really is trash out here, which is why if you have a great woman DON'T MESS IT UP.

 

[Youseenmywork]

 

[phcitywarrior]

Off and out till the end of the year.

 

[DJSmooth]

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

I'd drop that asap. Can't take no woman serious that don't know how to be single. You ain't always got to be in a relationship.

 

[MikelArteta]

Off and out till the end of the year.

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[MikelArteta]

@Silkk
our first love is back

 

[OneManGang]

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.





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[phcitywarrior]

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Dating around can be fun, but it's also a money sink. Went out this past weekend with a couple chicks. Had fun and all, but I'm just wondering if it was worth it. Especially cause I got a big trip at the end of the year and I need to be sharp for said trip

 

[J.E.T.S]

Spent $175 at Ruth Chris today.

Goddamn it.

 

[J.E.T.S]

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.





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Sad ass young man. Focus on that liver... she's out slobbin on her ex's wood or getting piped down somewhere.