its really clear to see that women are the most delusional creatures on this earth. and men, we're delusional for believing them.
women are the ones who say: "you have to deal with me" "take me for what I am" "I dont need to do anything I am the prize" "what does HE bring to the table" when shes an everyday commoner or some smut with nothing going on but bills and her p*ssy. (which she rations out to different men anyways)
the big dream going on is to make you believe, that just because you are attracted to them that you have to believe that they piss out spring water and shyt out ice cream. theyre delicate angels and they are emotional creatures, so coddle them and protect them. they can create the dream, and we have to buy into it. so let them do whatever it is that they want and get the most out of it. because, shes a magical fairy girl. and with that,
us allowing them to be brats, their delusion is in thinking that they dont have to ever improve, or come to grips with their possible shortcumings and honestly work on themselves. instead its all hidden and locked away until their self esteem crashes and they do something to validate themselves to someone else (friends, "society," strangers, or namely other people, and not their man)
I think its really telling that a thread based around men improving our outlook, our relationships, our life choices, and ourselves, is almost 5000 posts strong full of gems in only a few months, and women in general have the attitude of "take me at my worst"
so not only is it on us to pay for them and their way, carry the weight for their mistakes, we have to be exciting, do things for them, have more than them from our wise choices that we must "share" for them, and accept them for their faults - yet we're the only ones who have the drive and initiative to consistently work on ourselves
that alone speaks volumes about us and what we're
capable of. and I mean outside of this institution and what we've been told to accept. men, remember, those mistakes and programming that we are assaulted with, it only works if you believe in it. see ultimately, it all falls on us. its our responsibility to control our game and our future, and every aspect of it from here on out. there is no, "what does she like and what would impress her" or bowing to her whims. its about taking different things in our life, making a plan, and making the pieces work for you.
the irony in all this is, that women are wayyy more insecure than men. men, how many times have you asked your girl "baby does my belly show in this shirt?" "are my jeans too tight?" "now be honest with me, honey, how did my hair look today?"
theyre the most insecure, delusional, and lying of the species. if a man lies, its only because the bullshyt level on this particular woman is so damn high, that in order for her to even pretend to like you or acknowledge you, ya have to tell her that youre a party promoter. or that youre a mover in the industry. that you KNOW people. you run the office down at the bank. that you made salesman of the year in real estate. whatever. we lie, because these women lie to themselves so much everyday that to deal with them you need to hop right in fantasy land with them. in them saying to themselves that they only deserve to have a man that has a doctorate, a man who is a successful lawyer, a wealthy athlete, or someone with high status, when all she is bringing to the table is p*ssy is .... crazy as shyt!
is it any wonder that women will delude themselves into thinking they can only settle for a rich, well off man, when they themselves aint shyt? and is it a coincidence, that these well-to-do- men, are able to afford them a life of luxury where they dont need to ever do shyt? a prince charming, indeed.
now lets be serious, and discard that disney fairy tale for a second. lets look at the actual picture. what is happening.
so a woman is hoping to have a man put up with her shyt, since she wont change or honestly work to make things better (for herself or her mate), because she wont "settle." oh, the horror or not marrying an athlete and having to choose a working man who could not provide a life of upmost comfort for her. to not have a life where she doesnt have to do anything as a princess. a life where she would have to make things work, like he has to make things work. terrible, just terrible!
now the refusal to accept "settling for lesser" is in all bytches now. and why? because they cant compete with us, so they want to take from us. they will lie to themselves about their worth just so they can have more from you. thats the lie. what the fukk. does she. bring?
see, and in the event of waiting for that mystical rich man who will wife them, they will ration their p*ssy to men who will dog them out and many random encounters. only to find themselves in the end tied up with the worst of men out there. they have kids with men who cant stand them except for dropping in and using them for random hoing. why?
because they think that a prince charming is the only one worth "settling" for. its a lifestyle that they can hope for since, in a real one, they have to be on point, they have to hold a house down, they have to be by their man in tough times, and they have to deal with reality.
that dreamy make believe situation that they hope for, and what men to put up with, is only to compensate for the fact that they dont bring anything but entitlement and self serving attitudes to the table. men out there, go find yourself a seat at another table.
thank you, God bless.
so I start hinting at us becoming official while she ducking and dodging and dodging and giving me half assed answers. So one day she comes over the crib and I run through that phone again and I see her texting some dude at like 12am and he's telling her to get on Skype. Afterward she sends him a text talking about I wish you were single I'd like you better, and he goes on and says yeah if I didn't have a girlfriend or a kid with her you would be wifed. But blah blah blah. So I peep this and was like
ok. I didn't say anything about it. Just acted normal. Later that night after I smash, she starts talking a out how she wants me to be her boyfriend (mind you she was JUST texting a dude how much she wished he was single) I didn't bring it up. I just said ok let's be together.
.....that shyt will hit her soul 
that. is. so. damn. true.
(mind you i didn't know who the **** mendecees was at the time) but she would tell me how i would have to just trust her while dealing with her insecurities, so if she was out from 10 friday night to 5 am saturday morning, i'd have to deal with it 
