Originally posted by Putinbot1You must be old considering you only have 2 out of 112. You're a dirty white male who needs woke!!!!11 durfist
One of the narratives I see propagated on the Internet is women are heartless creatures, only out for money and men are always hurt by these bitches. Men always come out of it worse, I'd argue it's rare when a relationship.collapses either person is pain free and blame free.I'll tell you a story, once upon a time, not so long ago. I said something, it broke someone I loved trust in me. I didn't cheat on her, but I'd been away working and got to close to someone else. The woman I loved was heart broken, they thought I had, they had a full breakdown and didn't work for almost a year, they developed a gambling addiction and racked up 8K debts, when they got a bit better I saw them offered to pay the debt. They wouldn't let me, they had lost everything. The person had another breakdown after seeing me again, a third party explained they'd cried on there kitchen floor for 4 hours saying how much they still loved me. I promised this woman's mother I would never seek her out again after she begged me on the phone not to speak to her daughter who had been readmitted...
Relationships are complex, people make mistakes women get hurt too.
The concept only.men get hurt really worries me as it's creating a generation of men with no empathy or sense of self worth, and women who only have contempt for them.
Originally posted by Robtard
Viagra? 🙂
I’ve been to Rome once, even though it was years ago. I was taken aback by the flourishes of aroma in the air - smoke, candles and spices. I’ll never forget the chilling ecstasy I received when I walked into the many grand cathedrals.
It was at San Giovanni in Laterno where I witnessed a woman frothing at the mouth speaking in tongues. A creeping intrusion gnawed at the back of my mind from this viewing and at this point, I can actively relate to that woman.
Dancing on your back and tearing at the flesh on your ears is pleasure. Prancing in your mind like a fervent marionette, jangling on fringes of your sanity. I’ll show you true fear, little ant.
Originally posted by Eon Blue
I’ve been to Rome once, even though it was years ago. I was taken aback by the flourishes of aroma in the air - smoke, candles and spices. I’ll never forget the chilling ecstasy I received when I walked into the many grand cathedrals.It was at San Giovanni in Laterno where I witnessed a woman frothing at the mouth speaking in tongues. A creeping intrusion gnawed at the back of my mind from this viewing and at this point, I can actively relate to that woman.
Dancing on your back and tearing at the flesh on your ears is pleasure. Prancing in your mind like a fervent marionette, jangling on fringes of your sanity. I’ll show you true fear, little ant.