How many u think she fukking?
How many u think she fukking?
this is so real and not really talked about enough. my parents broke up but i grew up with my father and he used to bring women around every now and then and as a little kid it was always confusing to me. like who is this person and why do they have to be here. it does mess up your sense of trust just to have strangers around you in the intimate setting of your home where its just supposed to be people you know and trust. i know it was 100 times worse for my sister who lived with my mom because just the psychology of having all kinds of men around you who you dont know for a little girl... it makes me mad to think about it...
this is why i could never be around a woman who had kids. it would have to be a secret i couldnt put little dude through that ever.
Carné Asada;4211648 said:Not irresponsible at all. The women I dealt with that had a kid would switch weekends with the baby father. I would only see her when her kid was away.
My younger brother has a kid and he does that with his baby moms.
And then I grew out of it....
But then again am I right or am I right?
I'm too nice brehs , I need more coldness in my soul. It will help me deal with these females and not get suckered into their bullshyt a lot easier.
Over time, if you've been paying attention, women have taught us well: treat them like crap and they'll keep coming back for more.
You know what I mean. I'm not even remotely suggesting physical violence or sexual assault, so don't try to misinterpret what I say. I am suggesting that being undependable, unreliable, untrustworthy, and unpredictable are the biggest turn-ons for most women. Take it from me: women cheat on reliable, dependable sorts with volatile, unreliable types all the time. Yes, women complain about us, but they keep coming back to us time and time again, leaving Poindexter at home in the dust.
The problem with many students is that they start to attach emotion to sex the way their mommies told them to. That has to stop immediately. Having an orgasm feels great, just like taking a good long piss after drinking a sixer of Fat Tire. Thank God that urinal was conveniently located, right boys? But would you ever fall in love iwth a urinal? After taking a big whiz, do you ever say to yourself, "This is going well. I think I want to move into the Men's Room and live here!" Of course not.
So why do we say things like that to women after we've shot 'em full o'juice?
Keep the emotion out of it. If you feel yourself wanting to take over the car payments of someone who is really no more than a cum dumpster, put her on ice for awhile. Go **** someone else. These emotions are costly over time, as anyone who's ever given up half of everything they've ever owned can attest. Think of women the way you think of a urinal: after you relieve yourself and you're feeling great, towel off Big Jim and the Twins, wash your hands thoroughly, and head for the exit. You don't owe her a Payment for Services Rendered.
Even women know this is good advice, right ladies?
So you'd see her every other weekend,?
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